We all need an anthem in our lives. Mine happens to be the roar-roar song taught to me by my roar-roar friends. It's a great way to let out all that aggression. You can try hitting, but it usually results in having your trucks taken away.
Kudos to my cousin Buzz for the awesome gift. This mic is way better than a cardboard tube! Rock on!
Don't worry - this isn't going to turn into some Rocky franchise where we'll have Sledding Part MVII. Really, now. Do you think I'm that obnoxious?
Who would have guessed riding a on a big sheet of plastic that would be mistaken for a giant tupperware lid could be so invigorating?! Pops was awesome because he would run super fast and the sled would go super fast. We went around the yard a couple of times and then we toured the pond. Everything looked so pretty in white until we came across a trail of goose poop. :P
Mom really needs to work on her camera skills. Seriously, the shakiness makes me a little cross eyed and dizzy. I think we need to invest in camera track rigging system thingy or hire a professional.
A few weeks ago it snowed. How can something so small and so cold be so wonderous? In beginning, the adults were grumbling about something falling from the sky. I would see the weatherman pointing at a pink cloud telling us to make preparations. What is this pink cloud bringing? Honestly, I couldn't understand what the big deal was about nor could I fathom anything else coming from the sky besides rain. (Whenever it rained, Mom said God was watering the earth to make things grow.) Then one day it happened. The ground was blanketed in all this white stuff. I dipped my bare hands in a few times and I was surprised as to how cold it was. That's when I realized there is thing called snow.
Mom and Dad said it was time to go out there. My goodness was there a lot of work involved to get dressed so I could play in the snow. First I had to put on snow pants. After 10 minutes of struggling to get my legs in them, I had to put on boots. Of all the footwear I wear, boots have got to be the coolest thing since instant oatmeal! My boots are black with these big velcro straps going across them. They are da bomb! So it was another 10 minutes of putting the boots on because we had to make sure the jeans were tucked in and my snow pants were pulled over them. Geez! I was ready to throw in the towel but I got my coat on pretty easily.
So there I was, standing right before the snow. It was almost like a stare down. Who was going to wince first? Then Mom just nudged me out there like it was nothing. It freaked me out a little bit. Snow is different from rain. It's cold yet solid but turns wet. What a strange concept. Well, I got over my inhibitions with snow and just went with the flow. What a blast it is playing and taking a ride in it.
I hope we'll get more. I don't ever want to forget about snow.
So that whole story about the Pilgrims and Indians eating together and sharing that big feast, not true. You'd be shocked about the real thanksgiving. Anyhoo....I had a wonderful turkey day filled with lots of good food. Mom made the most awesome turkey. It was sooooo good I wanted to eat the bones, too! Sure the meat was juicy and flavorful but the bone really got my attention. It was uber saturated with sugar!!!!! What more can a boy ask for?! I know how to eat a drumstick. Really I do, but my sweet tooth got the best of me.
Halloween is extra special this year because I got to trick-or-treat with the kids for the first time. How awesome is it to go door to door and get free candy? I didn't get the opportunity to taste the goods but I had an awesome time with Mom, Pops, and Bo. I did get a little stage freight when it came time to go roar-roar, but everyone loved my costume. I think I fooled a lot of people into thinking I was a real lion from the zoo instead of kid dressed up as one. Everyone pointed and said, "Wow!!!! Look at the lion!!!" I would have thought the stroller was a dead giveaway to the fact I wasn't a real lion.
After trick-or-treating, I chilled out at home with my costume on. I didn't want to take it off! It was too much fun being the king of the jungle.
On a side note: Please forgive the poor camera direction. Mom doesn't have the most steady hand and one would think she worked on the Blair Witch Project.
So Pops and I went to the zoo last weekend. Mom was telling me that I've been to the zoo before but I was still a wee little baby. I really don't remember my first at the zoo but I definitely this time around. It was quite a chilly day but all the animals were out doing their thing. I saw all the roar-roars you could possibly imagine. It was just amazing. I even got to see one face to face! Not only did I have a close encounter with a roar-roar kind, I was this|close to a seal!!!! It was like watching torpedo launch in the water and hone in on you. I think I wanted to get down but I was too mesmerized in watching the seal dart towards me.
After we played with all the animals, Pops took me for my first carousel ride. I'm not big enough to ride the animals to go up and down but I did get to sit with Pops in a bucket. I never would have guessed going in circles could be soooo fascinating.
I would love to go to the zoo everyday and to finish my day off with a ride on the carousel. What more can a boy ask for?!
Seriously, I think some babies are major cry babies. I really don't understand why they cry like there's spilled milk when they get their ears lowered. To me it's like a day in the park. Pops whips out this contraption that's like a vacuum cleaner for hair. (No! It's not a flowbee!) I believe they call them clippers. Whenever I get my haircut, it always puts me to sleep. Having that buzzing against my head is just soooo soothing. Pops does really good with the clippers. My head still looks as big as Mom's but at least I don't look shaggy anymore.
Well, I've finally taken the big step into toddlerhood...literally. I'm barely on my belly like a soldier. This walking thing is just fantastic. I'm really loving every moment of it. It just feels good knowing I can go place to place without messing up my knees and being able to hold blanket and roar-roar at the same time. No wonder Mom and Pops were so hot to get me walking. They didn't want me to miss out. So at 16 months, I've officially started walking.
Don't let the title fool you. This isn't about some fabric softener. I think we all know what an adrenaline junky I am. Love being dipped upside down and having all the blood rush to my head. Stairs don't really scare me. You gotta live life to the fullest! When me and Pops go for car rides, it's really a ride. We have the windows down and just let the wind go at full blast. What a trip! I suggest you all try it sometime - drive with all the windows down.
As you all know, I've finally started walking. To me it seemed like an over night sensation. To Mom and Pops I'm sure it felt like weeks. I'm really digging this walking thing. It's a lot less rough on the knees and I'm able to carry stuff (i.e. my blanket and roar-roar) place to place. I can't imagine not having roar-roar with me. We have lots of laughs of together and he likes to drink from my sippy cup. I love sharing my water with roar-roar. He makes the funniest slurping noises.
Often times I wrestle with roar-roar just so I can bury my face in his soft, fuzzy fur. He's just the greatest. And you know what really rocks?!!! Roar-roar has a twin brother!!!! Grandmama and I were at Target. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me when I spotted roar-roar in one of the aisles. Could it be?! Is it he?! Roar-roar! I kept on screaming his name hoping he would look in my direction. Grandmama picked him up and told me to hold onto him. I whispered to him, "Roar- roar, what are you doing here?! I thought you were at home." Then he whispered back, "I'm not the roar-roar you think I am. I'm his twin brother." How shocking is that?!!! It's just like in the soap operas Grandmama watches! What drama! Well, I don't care who he is, I love him just the same.
If I were to have a personal license plate it would say, "Out fishing." I love fishing just as much as Bo Bear likes to play! So Pops found the most brilliant thing at Target. It's a big wooden puzzle with fishes and a fishing pole. I can catch all the fish I want and do it over and over and over and over again! Absolutely fabulous!!!!!!
For Christmas, Pops got me a tiger. I named him roar-roar because that's how he talks. Roar-roar and I do everything together. We crawl to places around the house. He helps me fend off Mom when she's trying to change my diaper. Roar-roar is to me as Hobbes is to Calvin.
One of the best things about roar-roar is that he has this really fluffy, fuzzy beard. What I L-O-V-E to do is dive head first into roar-roar's fluffy face and give him big bear hugs. Since roar-roar is half the size of Bo, I like to crawl over him. Then roar-roar tries to tickle me with his tail.
At night, roar-roar sleeps in my crib with me. It's nice to know I'm proctected from the Boogie Monster. So I found this animation that very much resembles roar-roar. If you move your cursor around, he'll follow you. Usually, it's me following roar-roar but that's just a technicality.
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Most of the time Pops and I are on the go. And then there's the days when Pops and I just kinda hang out at Lago Casa and play.
I'm sad to see summer coming to a close. I wont get to play in the grass while wearing pajamas anymore. BUT...I am looking forward to raking leaves and then playing in the snow. Dad got a sled which I'm really looking forward too. I'm also looking forward to watching Bears games at Pop's friends houses while eating something called "chili". I'll keep ya posted on that one.
