Grammy is Coming??!!

Well I just found out that my grammy is coming to visit me and I am really excited. I have lots of new tricks to show her. I think she'll be most impressed with my 1 knee 1 crab crawl combo. Very fancy knee/footwork. And when I'm done with that, I'm going to give her a big fat toothy grin and show her that I have two more teeth coming in.

Last weekend I stayed the night at my grandma and grandpa's house. I finally figured out how to swim and have fun at the same time. No more bawling. Just good clean fun (until I pooped my pants and Grandma pulled off the swimmer diapers and smeared my legs with my breakfast). You should have seen the look on her face. She said that next time she's going to cut off my swimmers with scissors. I was glad to hear that because I've been meaning to get my hands on a shiney sharp toy. Grandma also had all sorts of fun playing with my hair. I had a comb over, a part-in-the-middle butthead, and gangsta comb-back.







But before I go to bed, I have to say goodbye to Amy (aka mpoppins). Thanks for being so nice to me and good luck in Arizona! Watch out for those ginormous spiders!

Lookin for Slugs

Well it's raining today and I am hoping to find some slugs. The other day my mom was about to put me in my stroller for our morning ride when we noticed a slime trail all over my seat and the tires and the handle bar. My mom thought it was gross. I thought it was cool.

By the way, I'm mobile. Knees are for fat babies and suckers. The army crawl is where it's at.

Oh, say can you see...!!!

July 4th sure is a loud holiday! My friend Hailey invited me over for a swim and BBQ. The BBQ part was fun. The swimming wasn't. I cried. We also went to the blues festival down at the waterfront. My dad carried me around in a backpack. I suppose that makes beer drinkin easier. I spent the most of the time munching on my worm. mmmm. I hope next year I get to see some fireworks. Or at least hear them. My mom and dad put me to bed in the basement with two loud fans so I wouldn't get scared. Gipped!

On the Move

Well I should let you know that I have been inspired by my cousin Cassidy to join the world of blogging. I've got a lot of noteworthy accomplishments, so let me get started.

I am so close to crawling! If my mom would just set me down once in a while I might already be climbing on the walls. I get the feeling that she's not ready for me to race out the door. At least that's what she said to Mary Poppins. That's the lady that took care of me yesterday. I don't think that's her name, but that's what my mom called her before she raced out the door. Hopefully next time she'll bring her carpet bag so I can rifle through it and slobber all over her things. In fact, if you happen to see her before I do, please put in my request: cell phone, keys, remote controls of any kind, receipts.... That's probably good enough for now. (Disclaimer: Not responsible for any subsequent malfunctioning batteries.)

Alright, I've got to go. We're about to go on a walk and I don't want to miss any of those urban cats. (I love urban cats.)