Welcome! To Megan Eichhorn’s

January: Supercallafragilisticexpialadoshious cut in

half, folded twice, cut into thirds, turned around, doing the

splits, wearing a t-shirt, turned around again, then folded

once, and adding a C at the end spells: Ilutdac. That happens to be a company called Ill Little Useful Toddlers Dillydally And Co. Yes. Mrs. Marry Poppins is a head co. worker there. I know. Wow.

Check every month for new item! January:

Month of birth: Item: cheese:

Jan. Cheese in soup

Feb. Cheddar

March Gorgonzola

April Cheese on bread

May Spicy

June jack

July Swiss

Aug. Cheese fondue

Sep. Cheese and meat

Oct. Any!!!!

Nov. Cheese on crackers

Dec. NoneL

Name SEC.! January:

Last Name First Name

Eichhorn (I-corn) Megan

Thing it resembles: Thing it resembles:

I-corn, The only phone, my-egg-an toast!

in corn, That is also an

mp3 player!

My Fat Guinea Pig!

This is my Awesome blog section! I’m going to tell you of the single cutest, most amazing-ish, all powerfull-ish, and poofiest guinea pig ever!!!!!!! Smokey! He looks like this:

He’s the poofy thing on the towel. He’s so cute! And fat. He won’t go on a diet. Something about being fat is a necessity, something about living. You know. Guinea pigs.

We tried almost everything. We got him a ball to run in. Yikes. A wheel to run in his cage. He doesn’t understand that it’s not edible. A leash and harness. I know I’m brave. We have a cat, but somehow they’re best friends. The last thing to do is most reasonable. Get him a little fence outside so that he can run on the grass, tempted by food, while being supervised. Now I know. If only had the time to go get one. I will definitely tell you if I eventually do. You know. On the blog. I don’t really know you so… yea.

Thank you for reading my section I call, My Fat Guinea Pig!

My Fat Guinea Pig!