It's Good to Be The King

I have a new throne. It arrived on Wednesday and as soon as I was done eating I ran over to it. I just knew it was mine. There are some white squiggly things on the front of it - not quite sure what they mean but as soon as I can write, I'm putting my name right on this thing. Now momma and dadda keep telling me to sit down and I can't blame them; I have already fallen off once. But it's just my size! I can't help but climb all over it. And the best part, when I push my chair up against the big person's chair, I can climb from mine to it.