Owies and Somersaults

This is what I get for trying to climb into my mom and dad's bed in the middle of the night- a terrible owie. That's not blood dripping down my tooth, its my gum hanging off. Pretty gross.

My parents didn't even realize anything was wrong until the three of us woke up this morning covered in blood.
But I'm doing alright, practicing my somersaults like it ain't no thing.

Bathroom Floor Sleeper

Sometimes I even fall asleep on my bathroom floor. 

Growing Up is Hard

My transition to a big boy bed has not been exactly seamless. Usually I cry for a few minutes, admit defeat and then go crawl into bed. And occasionally I get so worked up that I forget the crawling into bed part. When my mom and dad come to check on me and have trouble opening the door, they know I've fallen asleep on the ground... with Dora and my sippy of course.

Memorial Day 2008

It wasn't our usual Memorial Day party, but I think the ghetto version we had today was even better. The Garns and Dunyons decided to irrigate their vastly HUGE property, so instead of a pool party we had a "lake" party. It was perfect for all ages. The water was shallow enough for us babies to roam around in but deep enough for the older kids to use skim-boards, boogie-boards, rafts and floaties. Not to mention the trampoline, slides, and toy cars that were also tons of fun. Thank you Garns & Dunyons for such a fun day!!!

Another Friday Night with Mom & Dad

Ay-Ay-Ay-Ay

Kissing Cousins

So I was reading up the other day on that California Supreme Court decision that recognizes a right for gay people to get married, because. . . you know. . . I like to keep up with the kind of world that I am going to grow up in. I found this article that links that decision to other marriage restrictions - like the one forbidding cousins to marry. No offense to my other cute cousins, but if we were allowed to "keep it in the family," I'd want to marry Zanya. She comes from a good family (unlike the rest of you hoodlums), she's super cute, she's quiet when I'm too loud, she never steals my Dora doll, the babies would be so cute we'd hardly notice the tail and webbed toes and we already have a good picture for our wedding announcements. Maybe we'll be able to elope to California...