For Dada

 Oh Dadda.  Tonight, this one's for you.  I know you're sad and depressed and probably cry yourself to sleep every night because you miss me so much.  But be strong.  And don't worry about Mama and JD, I'm taking care of both of them too.  For any normal 2 year old that might be a burden, but not for a manly man such as myself.  I've almost got JD crawling, and today I taught him how to cruise.  So rest easy Dada.  And don't worry - we miss you too of course.

Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity-Jig

Eye of the Tiger - this pull-up bar got no chance!

Cutest. Aubie. Ever.

A Balloon is a tricky thing...now I know how Winnie-The-Pooh felt.

 Five weeks later, we are home again.  It feels very empty without Nanna and Poppy and Aunt KK and Uh-Josh.  :(  So to cheer ourselves up, here are some pictures featuring the greatest team in the world, currently on a hot streak.

Backed Into a Corner

So....I'm having a slight problem, as you can probably tell.  I'm crawling - here, there, everywhere...but only backwards.  Which would be ok, were it not for the fact that random chairs and couches keep popping out of no where!  Everywhere I seem to back up, there's a couch, or a table, or a chair, or a dog.  I mean who designed this house?!  A baby can't go no where in here!  *very exaggerated sigh*  So today, I took action, as it appears no one is willing to get rid of all the furniture in the house.  I crawled forward.  Boom.  I may even do it again tomorrow.  (I would also like to add that I crawled forward on my knees, NOT just on my belly, like a certain older brother I could mention did when he was my age....)
"JD!  Just remember, I brought you into this blog, and I can take you out!"

Trains in the Morning, Trains in the Evening, Trains at Suppertime

  Hello faithful friends!  Need I apologize for my lack of presence?  I mean after all, I am visiting Nanna and Poppy....surely you all can understand how busy that makes me!  Shuttling Nanna around all day, entertaining Poppy all night.  I'm beat!
    Today I took Nanna, Mama, and JD to the Train Park, where we watched the trains go by and had lunch at a boxcar.  I taught Nanna how to roll down hills, but she won't allow me to post the video here.  Some nonsense about "It's not socially acceptable for grown-ups to do things like that."  Psh.  When I'm old, I'll roll down a hill if I wanna roll down a hill!
    Then we went to the library where we found a train filled with my second favorite thing....BOOKS!  Coolest. Train. Ever.   Finally we came home, where I ate a peanut butter sandwich, shaped like - what else - a train.
     And tomorrow Dada comes for the weekend!!!  I'm going to take him to another library to play on the iPads and walk by the duck pond.  Then we'll read a train book.  Because it wouldn't be a complete day if trains weren't involved...

A Cage With a View

   So we went to this place called "the zoo" on Monday, and I'm deeply upset by what I saw.  Never mind the awesome splash-pad and train ride - they had animals in CAGES.  Sweet little red pandas, and big lions, and performing sea lions.  ALL IN CAGES!  What happened to freedom?  What happened to the right to run and fly and jump without bars?  What ha-

JD, dude, that's just the way it is.  Most of those particular animals are in there because they were rescued from various habitats across the country when they were injured or lost their mommies or something.  They were found to be unable to take care of themselves, so they get to live in the lap of luxury, having all their food brought to them, free room and board....I mean, I think having a few people stare at you all day is a small price to pay for safety and love.  When you are old and wise like me, you'll understand.

Never!  I may understand, but I will not accept!  FREE THE LIONS!  FREE THE LIONS!  FREE THE LIONS!

Um...if you're going to protest the captivity of these animals, could you please protest one that's a little less, oh I don't know, DEADLY!  *sigh*  You have so much to learn little bro.

The Dog Whisperer

I tamed this vicious beast you see before you using nothing but my hands and sheer intimidation.  She dared not leave her bed whilst I prowled nearby.  In fact, she bared her teeth at me quite a few times, but was I afraid?  Never!  Of course, Auntie insists that she has a jaw issue that makes it look like she's baring her teeth when she doesn't mean too.  But who believes Aunties anyway?

After taming the aforementioned wolf of terror, I single-handedly scarfed down both a bowl of spaghetti, and a bowl of mint moose tracks.  Beast.

You're Sick! Oh Wait, That's Me.....

 What. A. Week.  First, Mama and JD have to go and get sick last Thursday, then they have to spread their sickly sick germs all over me.  Then I find myself gasping for air, barely hanging on to life, seeing the light at the end of the tunnel! *dramatic sigh*

Ok maybe I didn't see the light at the end of the tunnel, but I couldn't breathe and had to go visit one of those places Dada works at.  Except the time of day I went was very interesting....we met a lady who was there to have a catfish removed from her leg.  No seriously.  The catfish was attached to her leg, underneath a bandage, waiting for a doctor to come remove it.  Dada does surgery, but he's never mentioned such an odd "-ectomy" before....

But by the end of the night, I still couldn't breathe (the spells came a went, the doctor called it "croup"), but apparently that's ok....
I did get some delightful (italics indicate sarcasm here people) tasting medicine though.  Here's a lovely shot of me in the ER, falling asleep sitting upright, because no one would let me lay down....

Never fear though, my loyal fans.  I feel much better today.  Mama and JD and Nanna and Poppy are a different story.  I guess we can't all have my killer-fortress-of-germ-doom immune system.

The Amazing All-Seeing MLS!

 They have arrived!  These things are awesome!  Did you know that when it rains, it's not just one big blurry raindrop, it's lots of individual ones?!    And did you know that the red train on the train table at Barnes and Noble is NOT James - it's Victor!  And did you know that Mama is waaaay more beautiful than I realized before I got glasses?  This is so cool!  I mean, my brilliance and charm has always surpassed that of most adults, but now that I can really see I'll be even MORE brilliant and charming.  This is the best feeling ever!  But alas, I already have to get new-new glasses.  A new doctor today said my prescription actually isn't strong enough, so now I have to send these glasses back and get new lenses. *sigh*.  Honestly, how many doctors does it take to diagnose one small (though remarkably clever and adorable) boy.  Geez.
In other news, to go along with my new college-boy look, I also got a tattoo.  What do you think?  Sweet right?
What can I say?  I'm hardcore.