Uncle Fur Face and Aunt Cammy

I hosted some out-of-town visitors over the weekend.

Uncle Scott is a big reader, so I joined him for several books. I don't think he cared too much for the Berenstein Bears; his reading was a little flat.

Aunt Cammy has the perfect reading voice. She should do books-on-tape.

We spent a lot of time outside in the sun, because they don't have much of it these days where they live.

This is the moment I coined Uncle Scott's new nickname. I hope he likes it.

And for today's big finish: my official Christmas portrait with Santa Claus! (Talk about fur face....)

Can You Guess?

Today, my parents told me not to do something.

Can you guess what it was?

Still no idea? Keep thinking, and let me know if you figure it out.

Here's another one: what's stuck to my bottom in this photo?

Here's a closer look. Leave a comment if you have a guess.

Thanksgiving with Aunt Bearbs

I headed to Bamma's and Bampa's for Thanksgiving dinner and got to spend some time with my Aunt B.

She taught me the peace sign.

We made faces.

Someone maybe ate too much turkey.

Then I put on my jams and chilled out. It was a good day. Happy Thanksgiving, Everybody!

The Muffets are Coming!

While I was reading the Sunday paper at breakfast, I came across some very interesting news: the Muffets movie is opening on Wednesday. (I know they're actually the Muppets, but I like to say "Muffets.")

I'm not getting paid for this advertising. Honest. It's just a product I really believe in and think people should see.

One of my favorite Muffets is Gonzo, but I really like all of them. Have I mentioned that I can't wait for the movie to come out?

I've Got Style, I've Got Grace

Today I dressed myself to show you all what it would look like if I ruled the world.

But then some fool brought me my orange sunglasses. With this outfit??? You've got to be kidding.

I said, "Get me my purple glasses!!! Like, YESTERDAY already!!!"

It's called acting, People! And I'm good at it.

Why am I watching a high school football game in a bar on a Saturday morning?

I watched part of the Choate vs. Deerfield football game yesterday at the Village Idiot in L.A. (Don't ask.) Choate crushed Deerfield 41-7, in case you were wondering. (I know you weren't.)

Can't Stop the Beat!

Here's one last photo from my trip to Mexico, taken by a family friend. I don't think I have to tell you that I was en fuego on the dance floor.