Pooped in the tub.

I guess the title says it all. I was in the bath tonight and right before we got out, I let loose with a big turd. Mama should have seen it coming, I had been making gas bubbles for a while.

Mama wasn't happy; she had a headache and was already running out of patience. I had to run around naked for a little bit while she cleaned up. She's lucky I didn't pee on the floor too.

Night Lights

Tonight after mama got home from work, we walked around the neighborhood and looked at the pretty Christmas lights. Mama took me up to this house that has lights and music and a santa and a penguin that came out of a box and a skiing polar bear and a reindeer. I think that's all. We stood there for a while and watched it and I danced a little. I loved it!

Mama said it was time to go. I was not ready! She picked me up and I screamed and cried for two blocks but she didn't take me back. I was so mad! I think she even laughed at me a little. How dare she...

We found other houses with lights too, though the other ones didn't have the music and high class stuff that the first one did. I stopped crying though so I guess I must have forgotten how upset I was. Anyway, we saw a lot of houses and lots of pretty lights. I don't know why I haven't noticed them before...what's going on with everybody putting up lights at the same time? You'd think something was going on...

Mama gave me a little red light to carry on our walk. It flashes and blinks. I didn't drop it or turn it off once.

Finally mama said it was time to go home and have dinner. We had been out for a long time, it was really late, almost 6:30. We got home and mama pulled up my sleeves and washed my hands. I pulled my sleeves back down after my hands were clean. I don't like them pushed up like that. While she was getting dinner ready I kept busy by clipping the seatbelt on my booster seat. I can get the clips together but not apart again. I used to scream for help but mama taught me to ask nicely, so I just say "mama" sweetly and she comes running. Sometimes she'll lean over to unclip it and I give her a kiss when she's done. I gave her two tonight. Yeah, you can say it. "AWWWWW".

Froggy Fur Elise

The other night, mama was changing my diaper before bed and was singing a silly song with made up words. It was a funny song because it was about my being poopy. Hee hee!

Then I recognized the tune, it was the same one that my frog music box plays. When mama was done, I asked her to wind up the music box so I could hear the music. I think she was proud of me that I recognized the song. And I was very proud of myself.

My Thanksgivings

I had two Thanksgivings this year. And unlike last year, I got to eat the same good stuff that the grownups did.

Thursday's dinner got off to a rough start. I've not been sleeping real good, 'cause it's cold at night and I slip out of my blankies. And my naptime that day was off too. I don't have a good excuse for that. So mama got me up from my nap and got me dressed to go. Normally that's fine, but she put this button up shirt on me that I really didn't want to wear. Well, I got real upset and had tears about it. Even milk and a snack didn't help.


So we got over to Grandma and Grandpa R's and I saw their house and started crying. Mama was mean and took me in anyway. Uncle Doron was there. I just needed a minute and it ended up being OK. I saw their kitty and their doggie, Loki, who was playing with my doggie Bailey.

We had some good dinner and lots of fun. We had turkey and potatoes and beans and, um, rolls, and some other stuff that I can't remember. But it was good and once I felt better I ran around like crazy.

Friday night we had dinner at our house. So I had to stay out of the way all day while mama and dada got ready. Mama cooked a nice big turkey and candied yams and stuffing and rolls and, um, pumpkin pie. Grandma and Grandpa D. and Auntie Amy and Uncle Doron came over, and so did our neighbors with their new babies. There are two of them. And they're really little.

We had a really good dinner but I didn't eat very much. I saved room for the pie.

One of the babies was fussy and after mama ate her dinner, she held him so his dada could finish his dinner. I went over to check things out and make sure that she wasn't getting too attached.
This is MY mama and me with baby Desmond.

Then the babies needed their dinner so mama gave the girl baby her bottle.
Here's MY mama with baby Rowan.

I had a really good time. I showed everybody how I could chase Bailey around and slide down my slide and how loud I could screech. Everybody was really impressed. It was a pretty good Thanksgiving.

At the Fire Station

Today after my playtime with Carson, his mommy and daddy took Carson and me to dada's fire station. We ran all around the big garage where all the trucks were and climbed on the trucks and in the trucks. Carson loves trucks but he had a hard time at first getting in them. We both ended up having a lot lot lot of fun. I think dada and Carson's daddy had almost as much fun as we did.

Things are marvy

Boy, I sure like my barn. The animals make fun noises. Mama says there's a stable and more animals that go with this and maybe Santa will bring them for me. I don't think I've met this "Santa" fellow but if he would bring me toys then he's OK by me.

Rocking on my elephant again... I like to bring my little Lego man with me. He sits on the elephant's head. Mama named the little Lego man "Steve" but I think that's a silly name for a little Lego man. I think I'll call him "Oleg".















Mama says I have a shoe fetish. But that's not true, I just have a favorite pair of shoes. They are my brown leather hippy sandals. And I love them. Sometimes mama or dada will put on my sneakers or slippers. But I get upset and ask them nicely (ha! ha!) to put on my other shoes. This weekend, mama got out my Nikes from the suitcase under my crib that has all the stuff that's too big for me. They are really neat, black and red, and they just might be my new favorites.

Did I tell you I can walk up and down the stairs by myself? I hold the wall or the rail and step step step. No more crawling for me!



Mama got a new toy this weekend, a new tripod for her camera 'cause the other one broke. She played with it all night last night. She took lots of pictures of Dada and me, but mostly me.

WOW

A lot has been going on lately. One thing is that I decided the time was right for me to start talking a little more. I mean, I communicate a lot over the internet here on this blog, but there's something to be said for actual interpersonal interaction.

Who am I? Mama

Who is that? Is that Grandpa? Baba

How is dinner? Yummy

What does the kitty say? Yeom

What do you think of the sock there on the floor? Wow!