I'm having lots of fun and love to get into lots of "mischief". That's what mommy calls it, but I just call it fun. I love helping around the house by wiping down the table, floor, and chairs and by also emptying all the drawers of their contents. Somehow everything always gets put back in the drawers. Its amazing, I'm not sure how that happens. I also love pointing out what mamma calls yucka on the floor, but I like to call it "caca". Mommy gets all embarrassed when I do this at other people's houses and the doctors office or the library, but ,whatever, there shouldn't be caca on the floor, right?I've noticed that mommy sometimes is just staring at me with this goofy look on her face. So when I see this look I flash her my pearly whites and wave. That just seems to make the goofy look even worse. I also have a new trick to melt her heart. Out of the blue I will walk over and plant a wet, sloppy kiss right on her lips!!! Oh my the reactiion I get after that. There's lots of hugging and squeling and a smile from ear to ear. However I can make her day. Boy, little things sure do make her happy.
I love going to the dump with daddy and Martin (and sometimes Grampy). It's just us boys and its so much fun!!! I love stopping for a munchkin on the way home. Don't tell mommy. I don't think the left over donought on my face has given it away yet.
Martin, my four legged brother, or as I call him "brabra" is so much fun. I love playing with him and sneaking him food from the table. What's the big deal? Mommy tells me not to terrorize him when I grab his feet or chase him around the kitchen island with the collander. That's not terrorizing its just plain fun!!!
Ok, ok, so I've tried some tactics to get away with some things but my tactics haven't worked. These two really follow through with what they say and really don't let me get away with anything. I tried some tantrums which they completely ignored. I even tried a boo boo lip and some tears which didn't even affect mommy. Whining definately doesn't work. Yikes, I'm still working on getting my own way so stayed tuned. Yet, when I cry at night they still come to comfort me. That makes me feel so safe and I love them for it. Lastly I'll weigh in on two embarrassing things about me. I'm alittle (ok alot) sensitive but don't tell all my lady friends. Mommy always says I'm a sweet boy. I guess thats a good thing. And, I drool alot. I think with all my teeth being in I may stop that little embarrassing habit for now. Mommy wants to see my cute shirts not my bibs so I'll try to keep that drool in my mouth. Little do they know I'm working on my 2 year molars. Hahaha
I've had an amazing 11 months. Gotta go get into some mischief now!!!!