To celebrate my 365th day of existence, the parents put away the organic gravel and shade-grown wood pulp to feed me …
… grabbable cake!
Interesting!
I can really eat this?
Cool!
Hmm … Am I ready for cake?
YES I AM.
She really is! This brings back memories!
Oh yes. Cake is just fine.
Cake is old news to big sis.
Ba ha ha ha ha!
Whoa. Buzzed.
Apparently, people around the globe are sending me toys because I’m so good at eating cake.
How exactly do you open these things?
Big sis to the rescue!
Big sis played with the toys while I ate the packaging. Win-win!
Riley wouldn’t let dad take her picture tonight …
… so I’m pretending that I’m the only kid in the house.
THIS IS ME BEING THE ONLY KID IN THE HOUSE.
(You really should let Dad take your picture if he’s going through the trouble of waving the camera around.)
(C’mon!)
Right. So. Anyway. Only kid in the house.
I figure I’ll take this opportunity to do two things:
(1) Look super cute.
(2) Play with toys and not worry about someone grabbing them.
Oh, the freedom.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is a ball.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is the ball’s universal product code.
And this, ladies and gentlemen …
… is how I roll.
It has been REALLY cold around here!
Brrrrr.
Lucky for me, this house is full of Scottie dog jumpers!
Why, I don't even need socks because I'm so toasty warm.
(That means I can eat my socks for a light snack!)
It goes without saying that the cold spell has led Dad to point the camera at the wrong things again.
He ...
... is ...
... out ...
... of ...
... control.
Dad got his 85mm back recently. Now he has no more excuses.