My Best Friend!

My mommy is my best friend. No doubt about it.

I love you mommy!

Merry Christmas!

I got what I wanted for Christmas. My mommy.

Gargamel has nothing on me!

What sound does a smurf make when it explodes on your high chair tray?

BOOOOMSPLAAAT

Ahah I love explosives and small, azure French communists.

HBD to me!

Well fans, one glorious year has passed. I have had a blast, and learned quite a bit. I've been all up and down the east coast, seen snow in Georgia, watched three college football games (setting precedent for a long life of fanhood), and watched my queen of a brother throw 366 hissy fits (that's one for every day of this leap year).

Can't say I wouldn't have changed some things (helllo Annie + raisins = sadness), but overall I'm very thankful.

Check back for more later, because it's Mine in 2009.

Just chillin' with my moms

Checking out the neighborhood. All is well in the night.



Go about your business, citizen.

push cart!

I have this Radio Flyer Walker Wagon that is my new favorite toy! I just love walking across the room from one end to the other over and over!

I feel I can hear "The Eye of the Tiger" playing in the distance as with every step I get stronger and better! Soon I will be able to walk like Waakabee, and from there it's not far from being able to tackle his punk ass when he steals my toys. That drama queen must be taught a lesson!

For now, I get ready for the challenge with each wobbly lurch of my legs!

"Risin' up, to the challenge of our rival..."

Gabe's Party

All the cousins got together for photos at Gabe's party this weekend. That's me, Gia, Waakabee, and Gabe sitting next to Big Pop.

We checked out the dinosaurs. This one must have scared the piss out of the other dinosaurs.

Then we checked out an exhibit on the Arctic. Turns out it's melting. Doesn't help when punks like me find penguin eggs and mess with them.

Uncle Robby tried to get all Greenpeace on me and tell me to leave the unborn penguins alone.

So I did to him what any self-respecting ANWAR drilling toddler would do. I put the beat down on him. This is a move I learned from Ni Hao Kai Lan. Parents think that show is about learning Mandarin, but it's got a definite ninja undertone.

"Ni hao shushu Robby? Wol sher super megwa ren!!"

Then you have to look at your opponent's eyes to gauge just how defeated they are. Uncle Robby is clearly beaten.

Then I imagine this ancient Chinese monk saying "Finish him!" in a voice like granite tumbling down a cliff.

Good luck using this hand for much more than a paperweight. You got your ass handed to you by a ten month old. An Inconvenient Truth indeed.