Sick Boy

Even when I'm sick I like to smile and show off all my teeth.

More Memorial Day Pics

My two favorite things to do at the pool: 1) sit on the edge of the pool and jump into my mom's arms. 2) Going down the slip-and-slide with my mom.

Pool Slide

My cool cousin Tate took my down the pool slide. Wheeeeeeeeeeee.

Memorial Day at the Garns

Can you spot me in that crowded pool?

Two people who are really easy to spot because they practically glow in the dark: Trigg (lower left) and Bryce (upper right).

And the Bleef Goes On

Instead of picking bleef with little babies like myself, Big D and little c ought to do something productive- like start making playmates for me. In fact, I am providing evidence that little Baby Girl Nielson would make a very attractive... serial killer? No, a very attractive little girl. I'll even go so far as to suggest some good names for her. How about Rosa Parks Nielson. Or Harriet Tubman John-Nielson. Oprah Nielson?

And I don't just want one playmate. I need at least two. Maybe little Baby Boy Singer could join us. Perhaps Jen and Phil could name him Frederick Douglass Singer. William Edward Burghardt Du Bois Clark-Singer has a nice ring to it.

So get started, folks. My parents say making babies is fun and I need someone other than Brody to play with. We spend so much time together, people are starting to say we look alike. Crazy.

No Rat Tails on this Head

For the record, I DO NOT HAVE A RAT TAIL!!! Or a silly French mustache for that matter. In fact, I had my very first haircut yesterday.


Here's the Before.











And After.

Boston Baked Bean

So here I was, just hanging out in my Red Sox gear like I always do on game days and I start hearing some SMACK questioning my allegiance.

You can't believe everything you hear from a dirty Mavericks fan...

Actually, I heard the Mavs gave Daniel "Dirty Diaper" Nielson a coaching audition. He told Dirk he should take it easy and save himself for the second round. No wonder he's only coaching women's b-ball now.

Plus I hear he's a stinkin' drunk... which explains the wedding to Groucho Mc'NoWax over there.

I'm just glad my parents are true Bo' Sox fans and only have hair in appropriate places.

Booyakasha. Respek!

Blog Rivalry

For lack of any siblings and therefore any sibling rivalry, I have found a healthy alternative...

So its on Daniel (and by association, Carly) Nielson. Nobody messes with Booker Bean Washington Tueller Proffitt and gets away with it.

I'm going to eat that cake of yours just like I ate my oreo!

Gang o' Babies

Reunited once again...

From Left to Right: Trigg Dunyon, Addie Garn, Booker Proffitt, Zephyr Proffitt, Zanya Evans, Lexi Wernli and Brenley Macnab.

(Addie is naked because her mom is "out of town" so to speak. Poor Addie. Who needs clothes anyways? All you need is a bow and some bling. )














And here's us with our great-grandma, Mama Ginger.

More Pool Pics

At the end of our pool day, Addie was pretty cranky so she had to play in the shade with Brody. Also, here's a photo of me MID-SNEEZE. Crazy.

Pool with my Girl Cousins

Lexi is in town! So Addie invited me over to her pool so the three of us could play. We need to start working on our tans for California. It looks like Lexi has a long way to go!

My First Oreo

Harry's Got Style

Thanks, second cousin, (right?) Harrison for all the cool clothes!

My Mama De for Mother's Day

My Mama De loved me even when I was small, shrimpy, and frankly, kinda funny looking.

Its a little easier for her to love me now that I'm so dang adorable.

Mother's Day

My gift to my mom was allowing her to dress me in a sweater vest and style my hair. Happy Mother's Day!

Splish Splash

My favorite part about the pool (and just water in general) is SPLASHING!!!

Pool Day

We couldn't join my Aunt Rebecca at the beach in California, so we did the next best thing and hung out at her pool today.

The Scooter Crawl (aka The Scrawl)

Three minutes in the life of Booker Clarkovich.

A Day of Near Death Experiences

Today when my mom was doing laundry she stumbled upon a spider that has been living in the laundry room. She screamed so loudly that it quickly ran away. Later on, it also eluded my dad who was under strict orders to KILL it. He got a good look though, and he thinks it is a wolf spider.
People keep those things as pets. Not me.

Anyways, my mom decided to leave the laundry for later and go shopping instead. While we were on the freeway, the car in front of us had a blowout and starting spinning out of control. My mom slammed on the brakes which made me cry, but, miraculously, we were able to stop in time. No one was hurt.

I had had enough excitement for one day, so thank goodness this last thing happened after I was in bed. My trusty dog, Brody was sniffing at something when my dad noticed a GIGANTIC scorpion hanging out on the very carpet where I play everyday!

Its time to call the bug guy.