Danger: August 2007

Do I have something on my face?

Eat this

Yay, spoon! I like eating with spoons. I'm not very good at it, but it is fun, fun, fun! Eating with a spoon has made me realize what these bib thingies are for.

My new favorite food is spinach. I'm not really sure why I like it so much, especially because I gag a lot when trying to eat it because I don't have any back teeth yet.

Dad is thinking of getting a paternity test, as he is incredulous that his offspring likes spinach. Then again, my new favorite toy - 20 feet of 3/4" cable housing.

I'm just a chip off of the old block.

Play strong, smash face

I've been playing strong this past week. Maybe a bit too strong, as you shall see. Here's what's been happening.

First, Mirabelle came over yesterday. I impressed her with a tutorial in the use of my Farmer Banjo music maker.

Then we whispered sweet nothings to each other in a game of telephone.

I think she said 'kiss me', but it's hard to be sure because Mom's old mouse doesn't carry sound very well. Nevertheless, I accepted the invitation and stole a kiss from her.

She hugged me back, so I think we're cool.

Tragically, I played a bit too strong later that evening and the loving mood came to a screeching halt when I accidentally ran over a baby with my tricycle.

Sorry baby!

I played super strong at Gymboree today and ended up smacking my face right onto the corner of one of the wooden steps. I think I'm going to have a really nice shiner for the rest of the week.

Long time, no post

It's been a while since I last posted, as I've been traveling to the east coast. Lots to catch up on, so here we go.

Before we left, Dad had the bright idea of lowering the garage door onto the open hatch of Mom's car. It magically wedged itself so it required some prying to get it loose.

Mom and I stood by and heckled.

Then it was off to Maine.

I only fly first class.

It was cold and rainy in Maine. We took a boat ride to Monhegan Island and saw lots of wildlife, including whales, seals, dolphins, and otters. And lighthouses. And lobster pots. LOTS of lobster pots.

I climbed all the way to the top of the island. Here I am readying myself for the ride back down.

Then it was off to Boston, where we visited my Dad's alma mater.

They had a really cool bar down the street which has a very similar name to our house.

Dad was bummed it wasn't around when he was in school.

Across the river, we got to ride ducks. For some reason, they didn't run away like most of the birds I try to ride.