Days 670-672: Aunties!

Had a great weekend with the Aunties, Mary and Angie. Thanks for visiting, guys! I hope you liked our house, and that I didn't get anyone sick. I'm a regular germ factory this winter. Which is weird b/c there hasn't been a winter. I blame all the other kids at playgroup.

Heading home to see Mama and Papa tonight. That should be fun! I promise to (try to) behave on the aypane flight this afternoon.

Days 666-669: TGIF!

TGIF! Isn't that what you people say on Fridays? Or is that only what radio disk jockeys say? Those guys are really annoying. I don't really think Friday is any better than all the other days, but I guess it's not bad when you have a job, whatever that means. The weather is lousy here -- it's cold and rainy -- and a real winter with snow seems like an old time-y idea that has faded away, like typewriters and AOL. I'll try to get some more photos up, or maybe even a video, but now I have to go play with my Aunties Mary and Angie. They flew all the way to Brooklyn in an aypain to see me!

Days 662-665: Elmo Hat!

I have many hats and I love them all. Lately I've been loving this one especially. It also has matching mittens that are just like the hat only without the mohawk. I wore them a lot this weekend up at the house. It even snowed like 2 inches, which is practically a blizzard these days. Of course we went sledding.

Days 656-661: I Know and I'm Sorry!

I hear you. Where is Charlie? That's a good question. The answer is that my personal typist/editor has been very busy talking about Jack Puppy and has therefore neglected me, even though I am cuter. I am okay with this (for now) b/c he tells me this type of work is important in paying for toys and clothes as well as something called "college" that seems sort of pointless if you ask me. To tide you all over, here are some shots from our vacation that I forgot to post. Or maybe I posted them already? In which case, I apologize. My head is sort of scrambled right now!

Day 655: Sharing

Yo Gabba Gabba isn't just a bunch of weird monsters dancing around to indie rock. I mean, that's the best part of it, obviously, but it's also got some nice messages. For instance, sharing. They're very big on sharing. I don't totally embrace the concept, yet, but I'm giving it a try. And how better to show that than to offer my most prized possession -- LAMBY! -- to Baby Edgar for a minute. But only a minute. Or maybe 30 seconds. But it's a start!

Days 651-655: Finger Paints!

Whoa - are you guys aware of this painting style where you get to put paint all over your hands and wipe it on things? It's awesome! I'm feeling like I've done all I can with the medium of paper, however, and am going to move on to walls.

As soon as Mom turns away, that is.

Day 650: Thug Life

This is my gangsta look. Black Osh Kosh overalls, some bling, and a long sleeve white polo. All I need is a speedboat. I wonder when I'm old enough to have a speedboat.

Days 648-650: Handyman

One of the best things about going to the new house is building stuff. Every weekend we show up with boxes of stuff that turns into other stuff. These boxes mostly come from Sweden, which is impressive because those guys also make great meatballs. I guess it's the land of meatballs and furniture that comes in pieces. Yay, Sweden!

Days 642-647: I'm still here!

It has come to my attention that certain people think I've dropped out of site for too long. Well, I'm still here! Just playing outside and swinging on the swings and running around the backyard in this weird warm weather. Also, my editor/typist seems to be a little busier than normal talking about dogs, which is weird b/c we don't even have a dog!