...lets draw!

Hello! Are you having a rough day? Well, let me brighten it by smiling a BIG HUGE smile at you!
It is hard to get "still" pictures of me these days, because I am usually running around at lightning speed.

I know you are there, Momma, sneaking up on me with that silly camera... I will NOT look at you, but I can't help smiling a knowing smile.

Here I am spending some quality time with my Dad playing a game on the Wii. Well, mostly, my Dad is trying to play while I keep clicking over to the main menu.














...so drawing ("daw!") is one of my favorite things to do. My Momma got me some really cool fat short pencils that I love scribbling with. I can identify the colors "yeyow" "bwow" "bwoo" "ohhje" and "pupoh" when asked what color the pencil is, and can show you any color if you ask e.g. "Where is the red pencil?" I will hold the correct one up. My Momma and Dad are pretty proud of this, up until a few days ago, I just labelled everything as "yeyow!" when asked what color it was.

Anyway, my Momma finished her final graduate course two weeks ago, and so, instead of reading school books, has spent my nap time water coloring. Here are the pictures she painted. They will be framed and hung up in my new room in America!

This one is titled: "Oh-oh! Bwee-ya!" ...which is what I said when I saw the picture. It is of me when I was in the clinic for my hernia operation in December. My Momma sketched me running around the hallways in my hospital nighty and fireman's hat, and now turned it into a small water color.

This one is the first in the set of sleeping boy watercolors my Momma painted. She had to paint this one twice, because I drew all over the first one with a red crayon when she left the table to answer the phone.

Doesn't this one look cozy? The tattle-tale baby bear reminds me of my friend's big sister.

I know that not every Mom would be very excited at the prospect of her baby boy cuddling with a bunch of possums... but I think that old oak looks like a very good place to sleep. You can't see the mole peeping out of the ground at the bottom of the picture. Come visit us in Vancouver to see the original!

... we've been buuuuuusyyyyy!

Hi there, my dear fans! We have registered several complaints about an accute lack of new pictures... so after travelling to Vienna for the weekend, my Momma took some time to upload a few! We do have a good excuse not to update my blog: My Momma had to finish her class, which by the way was her very last one! Now she just has to write a really long paper, which she will hand in at the beginning of March. My Dad has been busy working, and applying for various jobs in the Vancouver/Portland area. And he got to take care of me this weekend while my Momma was in Vienna! That was lots of fun!
You will be happy (or if you are in Europe, sad) to hear that we are moving back to the US in 52 days! My Momma and Dad have been looking at houses... it will be fun to have a yard!

Speaking of yards, here I am playing in the sand. I love going to the playground, although not many kids come there when the weather is crummy, so sometimes I have to play by myself. I can climb up to the slide and go down it all by myself, and I can dig some very good holes.


I like making towers and forts and houses with my blocks.

...and I really love wearing my Dad's big huge shoes!

...so as you see, I am doing well. I am learning lots of words, including adding the long-missing end-sylables to already learned words! I am getting EVEN better at climbing, and I can hop now! I feed myself my own breakfast cereal now, which was the only meal I still had to be fed a short while ago. Oh yeah, and I have discovered the fun game of pee-ing in my potty! It doesn't hinder me from going in my diaper, but when I tell my Momma or Dad that I have to "pee!" and they are quick enough, then I pee in my potty, and then I get a raisin as a reward. Yay!

Febuary will be another busy month, but I will try to remind my Momma and Dad to update my blog a bit more often...

Got milk?

*Gulp-gulp-gulp-gulp*

*Aaaaah* ...need I say more?

...so I know that this picture doesn't look very dramatic...

But here is a close-up! Yep, that looks just a little more dramatic... on January 4th I got to take my very first trip to the ER! I was climbing, and fell off of the chair, and landed on the leg of my high chair with my mouth. My lip split open two ways, leaving a nice little right-angled V that bled like a stuck pig. Because it wasn't just a bite, but an actual split lip, my Momma and Dad took me to the ER, just in case I needed stitches. Because of how deep the split was, they would have liked to do something, but because it was on my lip, they had to let it heal on its own rather than sewing or glue-ing or stapling it. I had a fat lip for a few days, and will probably have a scar, but hey! I'm a boy! Scars are cool!

And as you can see, a split lip certainly didn't keep me from eating! Hmmmmmm... nothing like feeding myself "noo-noos" with "mee" (noodles with meat sauce)


Happy New Year 2008, everyone!!!

Veggies vs Chocolate...!

A few days ago, we went to a cafe in Heidelberg with some friends. They had a bunch of different kinds of chocolate that looked soooooooo good! What the heck are my Momma and Dad thinking, not giving me sweeties until I'm 2? Can't you see how delicious they are?

.......want...... hmmmmmmmm......

Instead, I get to eat zucchini, and salad, and carrots, and meat and noodles... you know, all those things that will make me big and healthy and strong. Ok, ok, and as you can tell, I like those, too... but not as much as I liked that cookie that I stuffed in my mouth faster than lightening when my Dad was offering me a tiny nibble!

Merry Christmas!!!

Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you all had a good one. I sure did!
A few days before Christmas, we decorated a very poky tree! It is sooooooo beautiful... too bad it pokes my hand every time I try to touch it. Big mean tree.
On Christmas eve, my Momma cooked us a really good steak meal, and then my Momma and Dad played with me, and told me the Christmas story.

Look at all those gifts! Most of them are mine. Of course.
Look what my Dad gave me!

It's a wooden sword! You use these to make loud noises by hitting the couch, and you can poke the kitty with it. Oh yeah. And don't forget fishing for things on top of the shelf!
So I unpacked, and unpacked and unpacked. It was fun! Thank you to everyone who gave me loot!
After unpacking gifts, I had fun playing with my new toys. My Momma and I built two really tall towers with the additional mega blocks I got.

And I had fun playing with the little race track. Hmm. This car doesn't fit.
Just to make sure my older toys didn't get jealous, I played with them, too...

Merry Christmas to all of you!

Got my drivers license...

Yeah! I did! At least I think I did... a guy in a booth gave it to me, and then I drove around and around in a car. Another guy took my license away from me, though, so then I had to get out of the car. I was not happy about that. Not happy at all.

Well, it sure is fun to be a fireman! I get to clank this big bell, and drive around and around!


My Momma is hiding behind the lamp from Dad. She was being pretty unsafe, standing on the OUTSIDE of my truck while I drove!

Well, now that I am well again, I am sure there will be more pictures of me.... right Momma and Dad?

I'm a Bronchitosaurus! Grrrr!

Sorry that there aren't more pictures, and that there hasn't been a post for so long! My Momma had a class all last week (just one more to go!)and I've been sick since Friday. It started as a regular cough, but then I had a fever this weekend, and my cough got worse and worse. The doctor said today that I am a dinosaur. Yeah. She said I am a Bronchitosaurus. Or something like that. Being a dinosaur is no fun. They make you swallow icky pink antibiotics. I do like my cool inhaler, though. By the way, my kind of dinosaur weighs 30lbs (13.6 kg) and is 35 inches tall (88.5 cm).



Well, I am sick and whiny, but I can still cheese for the camera! More later, when I am well again!

I'm a Piranha!

...or am I a crocodile? Or a shark? Whatever I am, I have lots and lots of teeth! I just got my canines, so I have 16 (sixteen!) teeth now. Hooray for no more teething until I am 2!

Uhhh, yeah. SO my Momma didn't take any pictures of me last week, so she decided to take some of me eating this morning. Great choice. I get to show off my teeth and how well I can eat with a fork.

Ok, so first you get the food to stick on the fork, by any means necessary.

Then you open your mouth really wide, so as to avoid poking yourself.

And when you are done chewing, you open your mouth wide to show your Momma and Dad that you have no more food left.

And then you smile a toothy crocodile smile to entice them to give you more food.

Ps: This is not a halo, the sun is just shining through my morning-fuzzy hair. Just in case you were wondering...

Bundled 'n' Padded...

Since the temperature has began to drop below freezing at night, my Momma got this crazy idea in her head to bundle me beyond practical movability when we go to the playground. I mean, seriously, I feel like the kid in "The Christmas Story"... not that I have seen that show. The point is, I could jump off a cliff with all this padding, and the only reason I couldn't get up again would be because I can barely move in all these clothes... sheesh.

Alright! I'm in my element! Dirt +sand +shovels +bucket +ball =FUN!

Never underestimate the fun of jumping off of a table every now and then when you get bored of digging in the sand.

What? Did someone say BORED of digging in the SAND? Crazy people, there is NO SUCH THING!

Yes, sir! Except for maybe taking a bath, or wrestling with my Dad or Momma, playing in the sand is one of my favorite things to do!

Eyes!!!

Hello everyone! Time for the weekly update!

If you are a wearer of spectacles, you had better watch out! I have discovered that it is really fun to wear "eyes" (as I call them)... and I WILL steal them and put them on if you leave them lying around... unfortunately I get my hand slapped if I attempt to take "eyes" off of the wearer... so I (usually) don't try it anymore...
My Momma got creative and made me some "eyes" of my very own...
...yeah... they lasted for about 5 minutes. If that.
Then my Dad had the brilliant idea to get out his Army BCGs... (ask my Momma what the acronym stands for!)...which I love!
Yep, these are fun to wear. Will you go on a date with me, baby?
Ooooooh, yeah. I am a goodlooking man.

Stacking blocks!

My Momma has been busy reading for her American Foreign Policy class... but she thought you might like to see a few pictures of me.

I have a new skill: stacking! I've been able to stack my mega blocks for a while, and could put two or three blocks on top of each other. But now I can build real towers! I love stacking. I stack wooden blocks, I stack boxes, I stack food, I stack my megablocks, or anything else I can get my hands on. Fun!

Ok, don't sneeze! This takes a lot of concentration!

Con-cen-trate.... CON-cen-trate!

Oh man, why did my Momma give me this weird shaped block? I've figured out the triangles, and the cylindric blocks... but this stupid bridge block always makes my tower fall.

Could somebody PLEASE tell my Momma to give me good old normal sensible blocks next time?

Phew! After all that sitting still and concentrating, it is time to wriggle around in my ball house! Yay!!!!

I'm Superman!

Hello again! It has been a while (again) since my Momma had time to make a new post. And to her shame, this is the only picture she has of me since the last blog!



Anyway, I thought you might all like to know that I have learned to jump. In addition to run run running around the apartment, and climbing on everything, now I hop and jump. Sometimes I try to jump and run at the same time. That makes me look drunk. My favorite thing to do right now is jumping on the couch. I hop a few times, and then plop down on my bottom. This makes me laugh and laugh. Well, on Monday, I threw a pillow on the ground, and then jumped full force, Superman-style, off the couch! I overshot the pillow by a good bodylength, and did a nice face plant... ouch... rugburn. I cried a little bit, and my Momma didn't know if she should laugh or comfort me. She decided to do both. Grrrrrrrr.
Aside from bouncing on the couch, I think it is very very fun to bounce on my Dad! He makes all sorts of funny noises when I try to jump on him.

Hmmmm. This morning I think I discovered that it is ME in the mirror. My Mom put my coat on, and I looked in the mirror, and while looking at the boy in the mirror, slowly and precisely touched my nose. Then I touched my eye, and opened my mouth and stuck out my touch. Then I put on my hat (crookedly) while watching myself in the mirror. Very intriguing. Before, I played peek-a-boo with the boy in the mirror, and giggled... but my Momma thinks I now might have discovered that it is ME!

Aside from that, there isn't much news. I add more words daily, I love eating cauliflower, and now I am asleep, so my Momma is going to go study.