Torturing 'Boo

Peek-a-boo loves it when I tackle him and bury my face in his fur.Well, most of the time he does. Sometimes he runs away before I can tackle him.
Mom loves to torture 'Boo as well. Mostly she plays dress-up with him. I'm glad she has someone to play dress-up with that isn't me.

I Do Sentences!

Ok, it's more like I can say one sentence - "Bye Daddy!". I like to repeat it over and over and over. Repetition is important when learning to speak clearly, and I need to speak clearly in order to command my troops.

Oh, I've been busy growing two new teeth. Pre-molars, to be exact. I'm really hoping that my canine teeth come in next. I'm looking forward to sucking the juice out of an apple or two.

Tomorrow is my first day of school. I should have lots to blog about...

Ransacking & Pillaging

To take over the world, I'm going to need some supplies. Historically, armies have had to ransack towns and pillage the land to get supplies. So I decided I needed to practice this much-feared skill in my parents' house. First I snuck into the cereal drawer and snagged a box of granola. I then fed the granola to my army, played by the local ant population.
That wasn't such a good idea, as it attracted a visit from the vaccuum-monster.

For my second ransack and pillage practice, I raided the party supply drawer. I'm crazy cuphands-man! Fear me!