Now I Know My ABCs

...well, sort of.

B Squared

B Squared, you say? Why, that means Big Boy Bed! Last weekend I participated in one of my favorite activities: Doing Things with Dad. Specifically, we took the side off of my crib so that now it is a proper bed. 




What a difference! I've really enjoyed the world of possibilities this change has opened up for me, like exploring my toys and books after my parents think they have put me to sleep, or giving Mom and Dad an in-person wake up call in the morning. Good times! I hope all my friends and family in the U.S. have good times too this holiday weekend and get to do fun things with the people you love. 

Little Visitors

For a couple of months we've had some special little visitors in the house. May I introduce Scamper and Moxie, our first foster kittens. I was so excited when they first came to stay. I wanted to see them last thing before I left for school and would run straight to their box when I got home. That was more than a month ago. Now, they are healthy thanks to Mom and Dad and well socialized thanks to me. They've socialized me a little along the way too. I have a better understanding of what it means to be gentle (because Mom says that word about 20 times a day), and even though I still yell mine, mine, mine when the kittens play with my toys, I really don't mind sharing with them too much. Happily, Scamper and Moxie have found a new forever home, so we'll be saying goodbye tomorrow. Bye bye little visitors. Thanks for growing up with us for a little while.

Mother's Day 2012

Happy Mother's Day everyone! This is a really special day for me, because not only is it Mother's Day, it's also my mom's birthday. Double Whammie! Also, I get to spend the day with not only my mom, but with my Nanna and two of my Baltimore aunties. I thought today was supposed to be all about the moms, so how come I feel so overwhelmed with the love. I'm just a lucky guy, I guess. 


In celebration of my amazing Nanna, here's a snap from the archives.  

Counting Quesadillas

The King was in his counting house, counting...quesadillas?