Next Up...

Did you know that the word 'next' has many different applications? Here are my two latest creations:

1. Nexteen (It's a number somewhere after twelve and right before twenty. It usually signifies that I've lost my way.)

2. Nexterday (as in "I don't want to do that today. I'll do it nexterday." a.k.a. Talk to the hand.)

Time for a Nap, You Say?

To Infinity and Beyoooooond!!!!

I love love love By-Zear. (aka Buzz Lightyear.) Sometimes, when my mama puts me down for my nap, you can hear me on my monitor saying (over and over again) "Pete, do you copy me? Pete, do you copy me?!" OR "To Infinity and Beyond!" Lord help the fool who loses track of my Buzz Lightyear lego action figure. The world WILL stop on its axis until it is recovered.

So how do I look in Gamy's mask? Hot, right?

Merry Merry Quite Contrary

I had forgotten about this guy. I'm still not a fan!! I don't care how he rides or what he brings. He's sca-we! Take me off his lap before I jab his eyes out with Boba Fett. And I mean it!

Seasonal Word List:

t'mus: Christmas
t'mus whites: Christmas lights
t'mus tee: Christmas tree
cha-dit: chocolate
can cane: candy cane

Before I sign off, let's talk Chacabacca (a.k.a Chewbacca). This is me on Halloween all dressed up and smothered in cha-dit. Just like my brother did when he was two, I wanted to eat my candy at each door... but they wouldn't let me. I was suppose to put it in my tick-a-teet bag. Not my tummy. Lame.

Come play with me!

Hey there shadow!! Come pway on swides wiff me! Come on, shadow. Pease?

My shadow is quite a lovely discovery I've made. He's pretty tricky though. He can disappear out of thin air. Especially in the shade. I think he's scared of the dark.

What's the big deal?

My new controversial word? Fork! More like f%#k when it rolls off my tongue.

It irks me, though, because I never get one. I am only supplied with spoons. We will have just sat down for dinner and everyone (except for me) will pick up their forks to start eating. I don't care that I am better at shoveling my food into my mouth with a spoon. I want to be like Dean. And I let them know this loud and clear every night.

"I need a F%#K!!!" Sometimes I even say please.

Solution Oriented.

So the other morning my mama came to get me out of my crib and, as usual, I had my morning baba (yeah yeah yeah, I should have given up the bottle over a year ago... go ahead, talk to the hand). Anyway, I was sucking and sucking and pulling with my teeth... but nothing was coming out!!!! So I shoved it back into my mama's face and said (loudly of course), "Needs bah-wees!!!" (Needs batteries.)

In my world, batteries fix everything.