I'm 1 !!!!!

Thaaaaaaaat's right!!!! It's good to be 1. Being a big boy has come with one huge perk. ICE-CREAM. My grammy gave it to me when I went to California. What had they been waiting for?! When I got back to Portland, my mom and dad gave me a birthday cake covered in icing. Bleh. I cried and cried. I cried the entire time they dug through the freezer for the ice-cream. And when I had that sweet spoon in my mouth, I stopped.

I have been spending a lot of time at the Oregon Museum of Science and Industry lately. It's not for nerds! They have this great play area for 0-24 months (perfect for picking up chicks my age) where I like to roll around in this tub full of balls. Who thinks of these things? I want to live there! And I tell my mom that every time we leave (using the arch-the-back technique).

Today we went to my music class. Usually I love it. But today, this scary girl tried to pick me up while she had me in a head-lock. DUDE!! Fortunately my mom was able to pry her hands off me in the nick of time. Then the teacher pulled out lots of hula hoops and I immediately forgot all my troubles.