These Are a Few of My Favorite Things

Refrigerator alphabet song.

Playing in my carseat.

My paci.


Mr. Blankie.
My most favorite: practicing my head stand on Mr. Blankie. I'm pretty good at it.

Summer Read

Nothing like relaxing with a good book.

A Model Life

Ugh, I am exhausted! Just back from a long trip to Milan, my fashion destination. I had these photos taken of me to commemorate my 1st birthday.

Please note, plaid is back. G & G F gave me this lovely outfit. I was so thrilled, I had to include it in my fashion spread.

Daddy said he had a pair of plaid pants way back when he was a kid. That must have been eons ago. Apparently he was so excited about the photo shoot, he had to get his hand in the shot. Gee, doesn't he know it's all about me?

I'm bored of plaid. What next...I know nakedness! Take those clothes off me. Time for me to have cake. What?!? Cake again? I am so sick of cake. Four times in the past 2 weeks. Who am I, Mommy the cake fiend?

Yea, this frosting isn't too bad. No famous black frosting, but it's okay.

Ugh. Look what Mommy did. Thought it would be "cute" for the shot--smear frosting all over me? Atrocious! Clean me up immediately, I demand it!

Oh, that's right. Smile for the camera. Work it. Make it look like I'm having a good time.

There. That's better. Clean as a whistle. Now I must show off to my loyal subjects. I am the king of birthdays, you know.

Daddy, quit being so silly! Of course the Vikings will go to and win the Superbowl (TM) sometime in my lifetime. I am only one, you know. My life expectancy must be about 85 or so. That's a lot of football seasons.

Yeah, that got your attention. The Vikings going to and winning the Superbowl (TM)? Just as likely as the mighty Rex Grossman actually leading the Bears to another Superbowl (TM) and winning. Unlikely. Hey, hopefully Brett Farve will have quit football by then. Or not. At least the cheese would stay out of Superbowl (TM)--land for my lifetime. Just a little food for thought.

Here's to the beginning of another football season!

Boogers...So Many Boogers

Hi--wait--ahhhhhh choo!

Hi. I am back. Pardon the boogers, I can't help it. I have my first official booger cold complete with low-grade fever. I have been enjoying sneezing, coughing, wiping my boogers on Mommy and Daddy's shoulders and the carpet, of course. That last one really grosses out Mommy and Daddy. Too bad. One would think there are no bonuses to having a booger cold.


I beg to differ. I get more baths, showers and cuddle time with Mommy and Daddy. They also give me yummy medicine and Vicks vaporub on my chest. I can also be as whiny as I want and they don't get annoyed with me. It's awesome. I highly recommend it.