Run, Forrest, Run!

I don't know what the title of this post is referencing, but I heard it might be appropriate for today's musings, so I used it. I attended my first L.A. Marathon this morning. Since I'm still kind of short, I needed a boost to see all the runners. That's the finish line behind me. The racers were really inspiring. I especially liked that a woman crossed the finish line first! You go, lady with the fast legs and really tight shorts! Her diaper must be REALLY small.

If you squint, you can see one of the runners heading for the finish line behind me. I hope to do that someday.

Wait a minute. Twenty-six what?!? That sounds terrible.

Real Vacation Photos.

A few posts back, I put up some fake vacation photos from my stay at Grandma Diane's and Grandpa Paul's house. Here's what really happened:

I flew! Hilarious!

A monkey looked at me! Hilarious!

I sat on G. Gr. Jim's lap and sucked my thumb! Awesome!

And then I fell asleep.

The End.

A Retrospective.

The Milk Lady has gone back to something called "work" - this is a picture from lunch on our last day together. She did not seem pleased to be going to this work place. She started muttering about something called a "lottery", and how "you can't win if you don't play". Now Milk Lady's husband is hanging out with me. He said he'll be home for "two months", whatever that means. I think it'll be pretty fun, as long as there is plenty of you-know-what (MILK).

I can't be bothered.

I'm sorry, but the weather is too nice to blog. I'm sure all of my fans understand.

Vacation, Part II

The Milk Lady and her husband went to Mammoth this weekend, and at first I was a little nervous. Then it turned out to be AWESOME because they left me with all the milk I could drink, and I got to stay with Grandma and Grandpa! We totally partied.

I ate my hands with Grandma.

I read books with Grandpa.**

Those jokers (M.L. and her H.) can head out of town anytime!

**Small disclaimer: These pics are from another visit, since we were too busy having fun to take many photos. On this vacation, however, I can assure you I ate my hands and read books. I just don't have the photographic evidence.

I've Been Busy!

Look, peeps; I'm sorry to leave you hanging. I've had places to go (Stroller Strides! The Bathtub!) and people to see (Froggy!)

Yesterday I had my first playdate, emphasis on date. I met Jackson "Froggy" T., and he is RAD. He crawls, he drools, he tried to grab my hair. I may have kicked him in the face. It was, on the whole, a very successful first date. Ever.

We played Candyland; Froggy's sister Ella won. Well, really their mom Sumako won, but they traded pieces at the end. Ella would have liked me to stay and be her little sister, except I did not meet her strict criteria. (WANTED: Little sister who is one-year old, has teeth, is named Olivia. Send applications to Ella.)

We make a pretty cute couple, right?

The Bachelor, Part II

Stop it! I cannot watch any more of The Bachelor. But I also can't look away. This show can only end badly. And I guess I'll have to be there when it does. OMG. I hope you're all watching, 'cause I just threw up watching horse-face Vienna talk about her "love" for Jake (does anyone have a burp cloth?), and I hope you did too. Let's talk about it in the morning. Ciao!