Saturday, December 31, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
It Was Christmastime in the City
Let me tell you: there's a lot that goes into having all your family over for Christmas. For example, someone's gotta cook.
And that someone is not me. I opened presents all morning and rode my bike around.
I got a little silly.
I got a little silly.
Later, Bamma and Bampa and I put together my new dollhouse.
And then I opened even more presents from my grandparents, great grandparents, aunts, uncles, and neighbors. (Don't blame me for the lack of pictures! I can't take them AND be in all of them!)
Kermit and I waltzed.
And then I applied some stickers to my face, as one does.
Monday, December 26, 2011
A Visit to Watts Towers
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
I'm a Patron of the Arts, Don't You Know
Sunday, December 18, 2011
New Jams City
Monday, December 5, 2011
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....)
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Can You Guess?
Thursday, November 24, 2011
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.
She taught me the peace sign.
We made faces.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
The Muffets are Coming!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
Happy Halloween!
The costume came with an attached banana.
This flyer was posted around Sayulita. It seems appropriate for today's post.
I rode my trike around the house before hitting the neighborhood, where I collected "bunches" of candy that my parents will probably never let me taste.
I finished up with some delicious milk. It's no candy, but sometimes it does the "trick."
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