A Tale of Two Archies

My Nanna walked me to school every day during her last visit. Of course my mom came along with her camera and took these two photos. I can't help but be struck by the difference.

A happy-go-lucky kid, or a thug in a hoodie...TBD. 

Or, as the great Charles Dickens wrote: Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. Happy Birthday Chuck. You don't look a day over 199.

Wicked Guitar Solo!

No, not me: My Dad! He's super talented at what I like to call abstract flamenco rock. He sure does inspire me to get my groove on.





What can you say to that, but more, more, more...except maybe thanks to my Auntie Jess for my handmade DC flag onesie. End taxation without representation now for all my precious aunties!

Archie Calling

Beware! I'm coming to a phone near you...And I may not be wearing any pants!

Portrait of the Young Man as an Artist

I had my first foray into finger-painting this weekend. You may notice some traces of purple around my mouth. The paints were so pretty that I just knew they would taste delicious too. After sampling a couple of colors and some redirection from Mom and Dad, I stated to get the hang of keeping the paint on the paper. It was sort of fun. But I'm pretty much sold on any activity that means I get to run around the house half naked. Am I right, fellas?

Over the River and Through the Woods...

I just got back from my first trip of 2012. Me and Mom and Dad hopped on a plane to Arizona to visit my grandparents. We only stayed for a long weekend, but I could have bunked there for a lot longer. I had such a fun time going to the zoo with Grandpa and playing with Grandma and getting to know all their dogs. 


At first the dogs weren't too sure about me and stood at the sliding glass door barking at me. I backed up a bit at first because it kind of caught me off guard, but then stood my ground too, planted my feet, and barked right back at them. I think we came to an understanding. By the end of my visit, I was sleeping in the dog bed just like one of the pack. If only Mom had remembered to snap of photo of that! Oh well, I guess I'll just share this pic of me and my Dad that Mom took on our recent visit to Galveston. We gave this picture to my grandparents as a Christmas gift, and it was up on the wall before we were out the door! I guess they love it as much as my Mom does.

Toddler Taming

Happy New Year everyone! I hope you had a fun and safe time ringing in the new year. As you can see here, I really started getting into my New Year's antics about midday. After all, I do go to bed before 8:00 p.m.

Two-Minute Christmas

It's my understanding that a lot a parents wait in anticipation for Christmas morning. But parents aren't all a flutter about their own haul from Santa. Instead, parents get excited about seeing the look on their kids' faces as they notice the tree has basically exploded with pretty papers and ribbons. And the reason I understand this is because it happened to me last week. 


Admittedly, I was not prepared. This is, after all, only my second Christmas, and I don't really remember the first one. (I might have slept through it.) Luckily for me, Mom filmed the whole thing, and with a little direction I eventually got the hang of it. Here's a snippet of me being pretty non plussed about the whole thing. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to study my hours of unedited videos so that I'll be better prepared for next year.