I'm crawling away from home...

...and joining a band.



Thanks for the inspiration, Uncle Chris!

In an unrelated note, I can now pull myself up. I did it for the first time today at school. And then I promptly fell over and banged my head. My pride was more hurt than my head...in front of that cute little blond, too. She still digs me, though. Florence Nightingale effect.

For My Birthday...

I want a box of kittens!




Mom said it was okay.

Sorry for the delay in updating...

but I've been busy fending off the ladies. My Aunt Mandy was here over Christmas and she gave me a new big boy (bad boy?) makeover. She's a professional hair and make-up artist and she works in the industry making people look cool all day long. I guess technically my parents are in the industry, too, but in a much less fabulous way. Obviously, an intervention was needed.

Anyway, this is my new 'do.



She also outfitted me with a whole new wardrobe full of big boy clothes. Shirts with collars! Pants that don't have snaps in the crotch! Can you believe it -- no snaps?!

Mommy hasn't had time to take pictures of me in my new big boy clothes yet because she has morning duty. She can't take photos in the morning. She says her muse is still asleep.

Anyway, the chicks are digging the new me. My class at school has about six boys in it and only one girl...and guess who she trains those baby blues on all day long...yep, that's right. Me. 'Cause I'm cool. Thanks to my Aunt Mandy. Aunt Mandy, you rock!

We have a winner...

We had some great guesses out there. Aunt Barbee guessed "DaDa" which is kinda correct. I've been saying that with some regularity these days, but by "dada" I can mean, "dog," "Aunt Michelle," "leave me alone," or "I like my rubber duck." Aunt Sissy guessed "MaMa"...but I only make noises that approximate that word when I'm screaming. Uncle Bob guessed, "No." What does this word, "No" mean? I suspect it may become a power word in a year or two...

But the winning vote goes to Ms. Margie who correctly guessed, "BaBa" for bottle (and shockingly not "bye bye" which Aunt Mandy tried for days to teach me). To test this theory that I was indeed asking for my bottle and not telling my mom she was late for work and better get going, she hid the bottle -- at which point I screamed "BaBa! BaBa! BaBa!" and beat my hands on my high chair. I think she got my meaning. Sheesh, do I have to spell everything out?

You heard what I said...

I said my first meaningful word today. :) Anyone care to guess what it was? A framed picture of yours truly to all who guess correctly...

MNT, Future Nobel Laureate in Physics

My cousin Ryan got me this thing called a "sippy cup" for Christmas.

Hypothesis: That sippy cup is filled with delicious nectar for me to drink.



Experiment 1: First I'll try to drink from it like a bottle.



Analysis: I lack the required skill set.

Experiment 2: I'll try to beat it against something, like an otter with a mollusk.



Analysis: New plastics are virtually indestructible, unlike mollusks.

Conclusion:

The sippy cup is subject to the forces of gravity, just like the spoon. That still doesn't get that delicious nectar out, though.