Wednesday, September 29, 2010

i went on an adventure.

Mommy, Daddy, and I went to see Goonies sites in Astoria, Oregon. 

My personal favorite, although it's technically not a Goonies site--the top of Astoria Column. 

Then, this weirdo lady took our picture.

In case you missed it--here's my who-the-crap-are-you face.

Total bummer. Dad would only let me touch his sandwich. Wow, my right hand is freakishly huge!

Monday, September 27, 2010

just give me the freaking TOMATO!

Do I look like a monkey? Do I look like I have fur? Does it look like I like fruit with fur?

I didn't think so.

Friday, September 24, 2010

and they don't think i know what they're talking about.

I have a skin tag on my ear. He was part of the whole package straight out of the womb.

I named him Skag (skin + tag = Skag), and I've grown quite fond of him. He whispers sweet nothings into my ear, sings me to sleep, and keeps me fashionable by looking like an earing.

All Skag and I hear all day is, "When are we going to CHOP that thing off?" "Did you talk to the doctor about getting that thing REMOVED." "It's not that big...we should just CUT IT OFF."

Cut him off! He's my friend!

The countdown begins. These are our last days together. I love you, Skag. I will always remember you.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

i'm so glad when daddy comes home.

Now that finals are over, Daddy has a nice two week break before he has to start the next quarter! No more helping him study. 

Next page!

Do you know any other 5 month old that can say Endoscopic Retrograde Cholangiopancreaography? Did you also know that poop floats due to incorporated gas, not because of excess lipid (aka fat) content? Gross huh? Daddy takes tests on poop. 

On a scale of mom jeans to skinny jeans, how awesome are his notes? Completely awesome, right?

He doesn't need these notes anymore! I think I will just eat them. nom. nom. nom. nom.

{*Burp*}Mmm. Yummy poop notes.

Good morning, good evening, and good night!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

oatmeal makes me poop.

I finally got the spoon from that dang woman! Muahahahaha!

So...Is this how it works?


Kinda looks like a toothbrush, huh? No worries. I has no teef. It's a spoon for shizzle. 

Hasta Lavista, Baby.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

thanks uncle tige!

I am loving my new purple bumbo! It is sweeeet, dude! I can sit up and look around and stuff. Staring at the ceiling all day gets kind of old. Love love lovin' it! I am excited to use the booster in a few months and be at the table with everyone else. Can't wait.

Peace out, homeboy. 

dear sterling,

The other night as I watched you sleep from a distance, I refrained the urge to say something. I guess I am kind of robbing the cradle, but I think you are hot. No worries, the baby acne and flaking will pass, but my love for you will go on. We met only a short 3 weeks ago, and already my heart beats for you and you only. We shall have a romantic rendezvous this week. We can fill our diapers together. See you then, you know the place.

The girl next door