Yo Peeps!

My Daddy went to Seattle last week for Uncle Troy and Aunt Harmony's wedding, but before he left he bought a hat to keep his noggin warm. This hat is pretty awesome, because it makes me look tough! You don't wanna be meetin' up wit me in a dark alley anytime soon, yo!



Hee hee, just kidding. I don't think that I am gangsta enough to carry off that kind of talk just yet. Mommy hopes I never can....Go Tech!

Draining headwear

It's no secret that I don't especially like hats. I just feel that they are soooo confining and repressive. And though this hat has more ventilation than usual, it still seems excessively draining... Please see for yourself.

A joke

Here is a joke that Aunt Harmony sent me on the email. I think I want a tea set for my birthday...

One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me and my
brother who is four years older than I am. I was maybe 1 and a half
years old and had just recovered from an accident in which my arm had
been broken among other injuries.

Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a get-well gift and it was
one of my favorite toys. Daddy was in the living room engrossed in
the evening news and my brother was playing nearby in the living room
when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water.

After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my
Mom came home. My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me
bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!!'

My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup
of tea for Daddy and she watches him drink it up, then says, 'Did it
ever occur to you that the only place that baby can reach to get
water is the toilet??'

And sure enough....!!

The prize at the bottom of the box

Mommy told me that part of the fun of eating big boy cereal is digging for the prize at the bottom of the box. Since I have no desire to eat Fruit Loops yet, I thought I would tailor this idea and make it my own.

Coming Soon: A 25 pound prize in EVERY box of Huggies!! The lei pictured may or may not be included.

Today, I am a man

I did some very manly things today.



I wore my big boy undies!



I tamed a bucking bronco! In my undies.

Ahhhh...smell the testosterone!

My mommy is a big fat loser

I mean it. She's a freak. This photo speaks all for itself.

By the way, it was snowing and sunny at the same time. Weird...

The life and death of the blue balloon.

I want to tell you about my friend, the blue balloon. I met him at a birthday party last Saturday and became fast friends with him. We were inseperable. We napped together, we ate together, we watched TV together, we rode in the car together, we played outside together. He was quiet, yet attentive; fun, yet reserved. However, on Sunday night I noticed that he seemed sort of down in the dumps. I now see that this was the beginning of the end for us. Everyday, he became weaker and weaker. I tried my best to lift his spirits, but nothing worked. Finally, on Wednesday evening, Mr. Balloon let out his last bit of breath. I miss him terribly, but want to honor his memory with the following photos.


Before Mr. Balloon and I met, there were several others...


Of course, Mr. Balloon loved others as well...


We rode construction equipment together...


And teased little girls together.

Mr. Blue Balloon, you were a fine friend. You will be missed.

MR. BLUE BALLOON
FEBRUARY 23, 2008-FEBRUARY 27, 2008