halloweenie

my parents had this wonderful idea for halloween this year. apparently, they used to have these knock-down, throw out parties in their youth, but their move into adulthood/suburbia forced them into taming that side of themselves. this year, dad planned on rolling the grill around and serving hot dogs and beer to the neighbors and his work friends that showed up. as such, when he came across a costume to dress up a child like a freaking hotdog, he couldn't resist.



so what happened? my parents stuffed me in this thing and then got only one picture. its not the best, but i love mommy's smile. dad's being his usual, corny self by acting like eating me. i only wish they would've paid a little more attention to me than the grill, the friends and the beer. at least they had the wherewithall to stuff me in a blanket to keep me warm.

may i have this dance?

mommy and i were cutting up a rug last night.

now that i'm rolling around

i'm just finding all kinds of cool stuff to play with.

she's got a ticket to ride

new toy

every day when i'm on the floow with my parents, i try and try to get the tv remote from them. its almost like a chess match. i scoot my way over to it and they move it. i climb over them and they move it away.

so i finally manage to sneak my way to it. i don't want to watch arrested development. its way over my head. i want to see cookie, elmo and oscar. i keep pushing the buttons, but nothing happen.

i'm not really this tall.

true...i am in my pack and play.

true...my head is sticking above the top of it.

HOWEVER, there's a little bassinet thingie that goes on the playpen while i'm young. so when my folks sit me in here, i've been pulling myself up on my knees to look over. i don't think they like it when i do that. in fact, daddy took the bassinet off yesterday.

are you ready for some football?

when mommy was back in the 'burgh last weekend, she grabbed this wonderful little new onesie for me. i do like it, for the simple fact that i'm starting to get some new clothes. however, i'm more impressed with me finding my tongue recently. mommy thinks its cute when i stick it out. daddy thinks its pretty funny too. but he also understands that i'm really just expressing my opinion of the team that's being forced upon me.

i luv the water

so if you really check out this pic, you'll see that 1) i'm not crying, 2) i'm sitting up with the new "baby stays up" contraption on the bath thingin, 3) i'm sucking on a frog and 4) i'm still peeing in the water. although now its not as cool because i understand that i'm not only peeing on my folks, i'm peeing on me. and that's just not right. i am into banging on the water, though. even if that water gets in my face, i just keep splashing away.