Wednesday, November 27, 2013


It's a dangerous time for us turkeys. At least mom is a vegetarian.

Monday, November 25, 2013


Just in case you're wondering...

... taking me and Lulu out for dinner is nothing but fun. 

Lulu is an excellent food-thrower-and-spreader and excels in covering every reachable surface in baby foods.

It's nothing but amazing, especially for the person who has to deal with the floor afterward.

Thankfully I'm a well-mannered, non-food-throwing peep.

All I need is a little (warmed up) ice cream and I'm good to go.

Honestly, do people really like cold ice cream? I think it's deeeeesgusting.

 For the record, dad doesn't like cold ice cream either.

Lulu doesn't have an opinion about ice cream yet, but probably she'll be okay with cold ice cream if it's floor flavored.

Monday, November 18, 2013


Some days the best we can do is look at the camera. Smiling costs extra. 

Saturday, November 16, 2013


These days I'm usually too busy to work on my peeplet-modeling-skills.

I would love to sit around and pose for the camera, but there are drawers to empty, floors to lick, and stairs to climb.

But since mom so kindly supplies the boobie-flavored boobie, sometimes I have to do something nice for her.

She doesn't seem to appreciate my bookshelf-clearing skills or my dropping-stuff-in-toilets skills, so I'm forced to fall back on an old reliable.

Smiling for the camera.

Saturday, November 9, 2013


I know you think I spend all my time training for marathons, licking floors and exploring the bathrooms.

But a few times a day I take a break to eat everything I can possibly shovel in.

I really love all kinds of pasta - broccoli ravioli, mac and cheese, you name it. I also love string cheese, peanut butter sandwiches, yogurt melts, chicken and about a billion other things.

I've also decided to stop choking on everything I eat. Mom is particularly pleased with this development.

I've mastered how to ask for food, and just to make sure I don't get rusty, I ask to eat eleventy times a day. What can I say, I'm a growing peeplet, I need a lot of fuel.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013


I'm ten now, Peeps.

Yep, super old. I have some pretty awesome ten skills too. Most impressive - I walk. Sometimes I face plant too, just to keep it interesting. And I can "talk." I can say (sign) "eat," "milk," and "all done." Sometimes I say (sign) "dog" too. I can also wave and find my belly. So basically I'm ready for college.

My best friend is Herbs Hips, but I really love dad and Juj and Sissy Doglet too.

My favorite activities include playing in the bathroom, trying to fall down the stairs, and rearranging furniture. I think ten suits me.

Friday, November 1, 2013


Mom is all, "I'm dying of curls." I'm not sure exactly how to treat such an ailment but apparently she thinks eating all my Halloween candy will do the trick.