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-Coop

Musing

"I'm so ronery. Ohhhh so ronery."

JK, I'm just chillin' in the yard, thinking about what to do today. It's a pleasant early spring morning.

Think I'm gonna try some goldfish today. Maybe some apple juice. Then a nap...then play time...

Taking a walkabout

I took a nature walk today at Big Pop & Grandma's house. I'm wearing my footie pj's because I don't yet have my own set of woodland camo.

As I departed, I thought, "Maybe I'll find some pretty flowers and give them to mommy. Or maybe I'll find a good stick and teach that princess Waakabee a lesson."

Turns out neither happened.

First, I wound up playing chase with Waakabee. He's so much faster, it's not really fair, but what I lack in speed I make up for in sweet moves.

Then I spotted an unwatched purse, and tried my hand at theft. Turns out I'm not so good. It doesn't help that I cannot lift more than five pounds.

Next, karma struck as mommy got swallowed by the car. She escaped, once daddy came to help. I promise I'll be good from now on!

Spring is here!

Got my shades, my kick-ass t-shirt, and am heading outside.

Because today is gorgeous. Mommy says we're going to do something fun. I can't wait.

Waakabee will no doubt be a diva and wind up crying/whining about something. What a punk. He wishes he could be a cool as me. It ain't hard kid, just don't be a punk. It's that simple.

I am a rock star.

Look at that diva, Waakabee. So sad. Little lord Fontleroy has been usurped by his micro-bro. What's a'matter, Nancy, you aren't getting the attention you crave? People seem to have found another awesome Dyson to enjoy?

Look at my adoring fans. They LOVE me, B. You suck.

Dinner time!

Eating healthy starts early in our household. You'll note the nutritious dinner prepared for me:

1. Flour tortilla
2. Shredded Cheese
3. Taco meat
4. Chocolate chips

Yum! I can feel myself getting bigger, stronger, more diabetic by the minute. Thanks, dad!

Walking like a Champ

These days it's hard to catch a hold of the Coop. That's because I'm cruising around town on my OWN TWO LEGS. That's right. I'm walking. And I'm getting better everyday. My next step (no pun intended) is to learn to run, so I can chase down that whiny baby Waakabee. Until now, he's been able to strike and retreat, to taunt and flee with impunity. Soon that will all change.

After running I will learn to give a good JCVD roundhouse. That'll keep someone I know from eating my goldfish snacks without asking.

Later!