Tuesday, December 21, 2010


do i really need to explain? it's Thomas the Train! and it's a cake! full of candy! and my Nana made it JUST FOR ME! 'cause i'm 2.

here's my story and i'm sticking to it........

it was late the night of my birthday. i was tired and crazy from sugar and running around. and daddy tried to tell me it was time to go to bed. but IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! so i raised my hand (while holding my truck) to tell daddy that bed wasn't an option and he suddently rammed his head into my truck. full force. in this picture he's showing off his black eye and i'm crying. because it's my party and i'll cry if i want to!

Chuck E Cheese

daddy wanted to make my birthday special so that i would remember it forever so we went to Chuck E Cheese. Wyatt and Nessa came to play the games with me and friends of mama and daddy came because they were bribed with beer. we ate pizza, drank soda (NOT a fan), danced along with the show, and played all the games. it was a lot of fun and i promise daddy - i'll remember it for at least a couple of hours.

feed the dog

my favorite game at CEC was one where you pound on the dog bone to feed the dog some sponge balls. i was really good at this because i help feed the dogs at home. i usually give them too much and spill a lot in the process but they seem to love it when i feed them. anyway, for every sponge ball you shoot into the dog's mouth you get points. i played this game a LOT and won a whole bunch of tickets. then i got robbed - 182 tickets got me nothin' but a sticker. i think i lost it before we even left the place


Wyatt, Nessa and I ate cake and ice cream and popped balloons. we tore open presents, played with toys, and ran around all crazy. all in all it was a GREAT birthday


digging in the dirt is one of my most favorite things to do. i like to shovel it into my pail and then dump it out again. i like to add water and make mud. i like to scrape at it with a stick and fling it at anyone walking by. and i like to roll around in it so when mama changes my diaper she gets a pleasant surprise

it's MINE

i was just minding my own business, playing in the snow and dirt in the yard, when Hendrix decided he wanted the stick i was digging with. i don't know why he wanted MY stick - there were plenty of others in the yard. but it ended up in a tug-of-war and i was totally outnumbered as the other dogs all joined in and ganged up on me. you'll be happy to know that in the end the stick ended up with ME.