The dog and pony show

I know Mom and Pops contemplate getting a puppy, but there really is no need to have another pet around when they have me. I mean, why train a pet to do cute tricks if I can do them better and way cuter? There's the "Soooooo big!" trick where I raise my arms way high whenever I hear "Sooooooo big!" It's a real crowd pleaser since I can pretty much do it on queue and my face gets all squished as if I'm making big poops. Plus, it gives me a good chance to stretch out.

We missed going to the auto show this year due to scheduling conflicts. Somehow Mom and Pops still managed to buy me a car. It's pretty schweeeet. My speed machine is red like cousin Steve's car. The car was imported from Indiana and Mom said it took forever to get here since it was custom. Well, here's the lowdown on my schweeeet ride:

• 3.6 liter V8 engine with 85mm bor, 79mm stroke, 11 compression ratio, double overhead cam, variable valve timing/camshaft and five valves per cylinder
  
• Multi-point injection fuel system
  
• 4 wheel ABS
  
• 4 disc brakes including 4 ventilated discs
  
• Electronic brake distribution
  
• Electronic traction control via engine management
  
• Immobilizer
  
• Limited slip differential
  
• Responsive suspension
  
• Wishbone front and rear suspension independent with stabilizer bar and coil springs
  
• Projector beam lens halogen bulb headlights
  
• Luxury trim alloy on mirrors and base
  
• Audio system with AM/FM
  
• 360 degree dashboard console
  
• One seater with 360 degree swivel and pre-tensioners
  
• Vanity mirror hidden under gas cap
  
• Ventilation system with recirculation setting and micro filter
  
• Wind deflector behind seat
  
• Cell phone attachment
  
• Powered side view mirror
  
• Fixed traffic light device (so I get all the greens)
  

Makes me wonder if it really came from Indiana or Italy. Sounds too good to be made by hoosiers/boilermakers if you ask me. Well, Mom and Pops will have to take a pic of me driving my set of wheels. For a one seater, I'm still capable of taking puppy and my lions around town. Like Pops said, "Jerry was a race car driver." Not really sure who this Jerry dude is but he wasn't driving my car. Poor ol' chap.

Got my motor running.

My father's son

Mom says I'm 99% Dad and 1% her. Don't believe me? Well, I'm here to prove the skeptics wrong and reaffirm the believers. The pictures couldn't be any more different than identical twins separated at birth. Everyday when I look at Dad, it's like looking in a mirror (without the beard of course). At least I know what I'm going to look like 30 years from now. Not bad I say.

Guess who is who. ;)

For months now, I've been practicing how to wave good-bye. *Queue in Rocky theme song* All those moments of having Nonna and Grandmama shaking my arm up and down have paid off. Mom and I got up early this morning to pack Dad a lunch and to see him off to work. All of a sudden, my arm started moving up and down. "Bye, Pops! Have a nice day at work," I said. There I was, waving good-bye to my dad! I couldn't believe how easy it was! After Dad closed the door, I was beside myself. Elated I was able to wave good-bye but at the same time I was saddened by the fact Dad had to go away. Well, as Mom puts it, "Good-bye is just another opportunity to say hello."

My list of accomplishments seem to be growing. I can sit up, feed myself (a big mess is usually involved), crawl, talk, and wave good-bye. I'm definitely on the path to progress.