Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween

It's been a very exciting day!
Today was my first Halloween so I was all, "Mom, I want to carve a pumpkin."
And mom was all, "Juj, you're not allowed to use a knife."

Honestly, it's like she looks for ways to ruin my fun.
So I let mom and dad do the knife work, and I did the rest.


And of course, mom had to put this ridiculous hat on me for the carving.
She said it was festive.


So first I got a pumpkin.


Then I tasted the pumpkin, you know, just to see if it was boobie-flavored.
It wasn't.


Dad cut the top off.




I took the guts out.  They were cold and squishy.


Then I tasted the guts, you know, just to see if they were boobie-flavored.
They weren't.


I squished the guts around some more.


I tried sitting on the pumpkin.


Then I let mom do some clever knife work.  I probably would have done a better job.  I certainly wouldn't have accidentally cut off the pumpkin's tooth.


And once again, the ridiculous pumpkin suit comes out.


Mom thought I needed to be a pumpkin outside.  It was so embarrassing.


But then Sister Lab sat with me and that was fun.


Finally, I got to put on my real costume - I was Hank!  Mom took me trick-or-treating by Grandma and Grandpa K's house.  It was super fun until mom started telling people I didn't need any candy.  Excuse me?  I came home with two pieces of candy.  Lame.


Then dad took me trick-or-treating around our neighborhood.  I came home with a bag full of candy.  Awesome.


When I got home I went through my loot.


I tasted one of my candies, you know, just to see if it was boobie-flavored.
It wasn't.
I had a great day anyway, but maybe someday I'll invent boobie-flavored candy.
That would be amazing.



Happy Halloween!

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Scamper

Mom and dad think life is easy because I don't roll anywhere.


Won't they be surprised when I up and scamper off one day.

Friday, October 29, 2010

New Toy

I got a new toy.
It's pretty much the most amazing thing ever.  It probably cost eleventy billion dollars.  That's just an estimate based on how awesome it is.












I would have played with it all night long but after half an hour mom said it was time for bed.  She enjoys ruining my fun.

Ringlets

Ack!


Can you see it?!


Tell me you can see it...


Fine, does that help?
See!  I practically have ringlets!

Raffi

O.M.G.
Have you seen Raffi on YouTube?



He is amazing.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Pumpkin

My mom had this idea that all my friends and I should dress us for yoga.
Really she just wanted to dress me up but didn't want me to look like a fool being the lone pumpkin.  Guess what, I looked like a fool anyway.


I tried to tell my mom that my outfit was ridiculous.
Mom was all, "Juj, stand there and let me take your picture.


And I was all, "Fine, but I'm going to show you what I think of this attire."


Things only got worse at yoga.  My friend was all, "Can I taste your binky?"
And I was all, "You have GOT to be kidding me."


I'm surprised mom didn't take me to get stabbed in the leg a few more times afterward.

Feet

Somtimes I like to eat my feet.


Don't judge me until you've tried it.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Half-Birthday

Yesterday was my half-birthday.
To celebrate, mom allowed me to be stabbed in the leg three times.
Awesome.


At first I thought it was kind of fun. 
I got weighed (16 pounds, 6 ounces!) and measured (24.75 inches!).


Then my doctor came in and told my mom awful stuff like how I'm old enough to cry it out.  And then the nurse stabbed me.  Repeatedly.  And I screamed.


Afterward, I passed out.


Later I wasn't feeling well so mom and Hank snuggled me.
It was quite the half-birthday. 
The next celebration better include chocolate.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Display


So let me ask you this...


...do you ever feel...


...like you're constantly on display?

Monday, October 25, 2010

Stink Eye

Twenty-Six

Today mom was all, "Juj, twenty-six weeks ago you came out of my belly."
And I was all, "Mom, no one counts weeks anymore, that's so uncool."

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Thirty Years

It's sort of of weird to think...



...maybe my own baby will be wearing this in thirty years...