running to stand still

i'm bound to be a track star. just look at me...stretching out, getting all limbered up to roll around. since i can't really balance myself on my feet yet, or crawl, or even dress myself, i have no idea what events i'll partake in. but i do know that i'll look damn cute in the pre-meet socials. i just hope that mommy and daddy finds a school with pink as its main color.

snip, snip, snip

last weekend when daddy was in town, my folks took me to get my first hair cut. i gotta tell ya, i was a little frightened. not from the pointy sciccors or anything. to be quite frank, we saw nothing but old ladies when we walked in. i thought for sure i'd get an old lady hair cut....and i'm not even a year old yet! i was sweating bullets. what is this woman doing to my hair? i thought she'd never stop. in the end, i emerged from the salon not looking like an old lady, but looking more like a little boy (probably moreso b/c i didn't have any pink on that day). my little curls were gone. oh well, at least my bangs are out of my eyes now. and the curls will come back.

sleeping on the job

i was supposed to be keeping an eye on daddy. but i was just so darn tired. i just couldn't keep my eyes opened.

just friends, i swear

okay, so this looks way more compromising than it was. i'm telling you that we're just friends. i do think he's cute and all, but he's not exactly the marrying type. he hasn't even taken me out on a date. he just lays around most of the time, making crumbs. and all that hair? sorry, but no. those traits may have brought mom and dad together, but i can tell you that i'll have a much higher standard in men than my mother. eww!

i may not be with daddy this week....

...but i sure do miss him.


i can't say that i miss all that body hair that he has, but i miss the big lug inside that fur.