Store!

Hey mom, bunny (seated next to me) and I will drive you can just walk along behind us and put your stuff in the cart, okay?

Alrighty! Let's get our shop on! Beep, Beep!

Next time you ask if I want to go shopping, remind me of how long the lines are and how much I dislikes crowds. Anyway, I'm glad to be home! Hey, I'll take bunny upstairs, why don't you grab all the bags.

Let's go mom! I'm half way there already!

So, you ask, why in the hell do we need 6 big cups? Well, dad is always complaining about the fact that he only has one big drinking cup, so we figured this might shut him up for a while. Also, I have no idea how long he has had that Durham Bulls cup, but its....kind of permanently dirty....ew.

What time is it? Game time!

Yo mom! I think it's time for you to feed me! That's right....cool kid needs some grub.

Got my shoes on....can we go now? No, they are not my eating shoes, they are just my walking to the stairs shoes!

These are my eating shoes!

MOM!!!! You are really trying my patience! I need food!

Seriously....put some food in this belly! It's growling! Hungry! Feed me! FOOD!!!! Please?

ho hum....

Snooze....another day of being carted around by mom and dad...boring!

You know...I might not be a genus, but if there is one thing I do know, it's that right there is a picture of some food....I'm waiting!

Ok, you have as long as it takes me to finish this bagel with cream cheese....once I'm done, you will either have to find me something else to eat or prepare for the consequences: a scream-fest. Your time starts....now!

Appropriate Dress

Hi Mom! What's up? Oh, is it almost time to go? Well, let me put my books away...

Let's get me dressed for today's outing? I've already unbuttoned the legs on my pants, so I've done my part, now let's get going!

Ok...I've got my official San Francisco Gymnastics leotard is on....now, let's do some stretching on the floor just to limber up a bit.

Mom....I've got my belt on now, you ready to go?

Oh.....sorry....did I not tell you where we were going today? Sorry, I thought it was pretty obvious, we're going to music class!

Make the morning rounds....

Oh...hello mother. What am I doing? Um...well, I'm chewing on my cracker and seeing what you've got going in the sink. You see those things you are cleaning in the sink?

They go right in here in my mouth! So, you had better make sure that they are clean! What am I standing on?

I don't mean to call you slow....but...um...it's my step-stool! What the hell else could this thing be fore? I mean, how else would I be able to see into the sink? Fine....I'll go find something else to do.

Velcro? Really? Velcro scratches my face! I need to find something more....gentle for my soft self...

Now you see?! No matter what you might think of the hat, it comes with ties! I like these, because I can chew on them, gnaw on them, twirl them, and...well, tie them!

You say what??!!

I am finally 100% convinced that my mom needs to be admitted to the nearest mental hospital and S.T.A.T!
Every morning she comes in to greet me and I swear she puts on at least 5 lbs overnight. I couldn't let this go on any longer without saying something, so I patted her belly and yelled BELLLYYYY!!!! ... and do you know what she said in response?! - She made up this crazy story that not only is she growing a baby in there, but its my BROTHER! This woman is OFF HER ROCKER people!

Im guessing by the look on my face she knew I wasn't buying it so she showed me this video. I guess it kind of looks like a baby but only a fool would believe my mom has a video camera in her stomach. Two words: Mentally Unstable!



... Someone has to help me!!

Dressed for the outdoors...

I know we're going outside...but I'm not ready to go yet, I'm missing something...

Ah....there it is! My trust baton! Oh, you're wondering about the blue on my nose? Well, dad and I were in the basement painting, and apparently he thought that so long as the paint was off my hands, his job was done....l.a.z.y.

Ok....where is the on switch for this thing....Found it!

Ready.....Set....TWIRL!!! And march....come on dogs, we're parading!

Dogs.....why are you not following me? Let's go! March! March! March!

Fries!

Hello there! Do you recognize the background of this picture? How about if I tell you that dad is out of town...does that give you a hint?

It's In-N-Out Burger time! Or, actually, milk-shake and fries times, because I don't really eat the burgers....actually I've never even been allowed to try one. But, that's okay because these fries are magically delicious!

Hey there, blond woman! You see this fry bag? What's missing from it? Yes, I realize I still have some fries on my tray, but I think this bag needs to be filled regardless...

Fine...be that way. But don't think I'm not going to give you the stink eye anyway....keep me away from my fries.....I see how it is.....

Stinky!

Look pops....you know how you are always making fun of my feet? My dainty little hoovers? Calling them stinky? Waving your hand in front of your nose and faining distress?

Well as bad as my feet might be, they are no where near as jacked up as yours! I mean honestly, even if you are able to get past the smell - and that ain't no easy task - what the hell have you done to them? Does that one even have a nail anymore? Maybe you should go with mom next time she gets her nails pretified or something....or just cut your feet off at the ankle....let's not discount that second suggestion....I think it has real merit....kind of like putting down a sick pet....sometimes it's the only fair thing to do!

Let's not be hasty!

I realize that it's almost time for music class....but honestly I don't feel like going...perhaps we can find something else to do?

Come on! There has to be something that you would rather do with me, no? Well, if you can't come up with anything, I'll have to resort to my old standby....

Eating while I sleep! Snore....chew, chew, chew....snore....

Let's try something different.....

Oh....swinging with dad....again.....it's not that I don't like swinging with dad....

But it's just not all that exciting any more. You see, I'm a big girl now, and even when dad makes weeeee sounds, it's just not that exhilarating any more.

But, and let me be clear, it's not bad....it's just that I think that we can do better.

Ok....now, dad you push, and let's see how this works out.

HA!!!!!! AWESOME!!!!!! PUSH PUSH PUSH!!!!

Animal Farm!

So, last week there was some day that...from what I gather, was about a bunny and his addiction to sugar and sweets? Close? Anyway, in celebration of this bunny's addiction, they closed down one of the streets by us and stuck a farm in the middle of it....I know....it was an exciting prospect!

So, when I entered the animals farm, I thought it best to make a quick assessment of the animal before I went to work doing what one does in this kind of situation...giving mad-crazy pats. So, first I checked in on Mr. Goat....mom suggested that I leave him alone.

Next, I made my way over to visit the pig....and in the process I got checked out by this bunny...not sure if this was the addict bunny or not. However, judging by the bunny's closeness to this tattooed fellow, I don't think the bunny was up to any good.

Next I checked in on another potential suspect.

Then I shared some quacks with this duck fellow here, ducks and I go way back...we're cool like that.

Lastly, I went over and gave a quick head nod to the chicken in the corner....

Once I had sussed out the situation, I went to work. With all these animals, you bet I needed two hands to give them all pats! Still not sure I found the sugar bunny, but all the animals were very nice....however, for some reason mom insisted on aggressively scrubbing my hands clean when I finally bid the animal farm adieu....I think I can still smell the goat though.