Week 46

April 9, 2003

All my ducks lined up. I admit it: I play with stuffed animals. I'm a baby. It happens. Except, I'm not too particular about what kind of animal it is, as long as it's soft and cuddly. Like me.

April 7, 2003

New territory. Mommy is away diving today, so now we're operating under Daddy's rules. And that means I get to cruise the kitchen (that annoying baby barrier is between the hallway and Daddy's office).

April 5, 2003

Spaghetti! There's nothing like digging right in to a pasta dinner (it's Grandma's recipe, so it's really, really yummy) and then splattering everything around you with it for good measure. Just like the movie Alien. Which my parents won't let me watch, cause it's rated R.

April 3, 2003

Where's my caddie? Mommy and Daddy took me to the Doral, a swank golf resort in Miami, for the weekend. Got my clubs, but I may need a little help reaching the steering wheel. (By the way, my old man was slacking off on helping me with my blog - that's why you haven't heard from me in a while.)

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		Week 46 April 9, 2003 All my ducks lined up. I admit it: I play with stuffed animals. I'm a baby. It happens. Except, I'm not too particular about what kind of animal it is, as long as it's soft and cuddly. Like me. April 7, 2003 New territory. Mommy is away diving today, so now we're operating under Daddy's rules. And that means I get to cruise the kitchen (that annoying baby barrier is between the hallway and Daddy's office). April 5, 2003 Spaghetti! There's nothing like digging right in to a pasta dinner (it's Grandma's recipe, so it's really, really yummy) and then splattering everything around you with it for good measure. Just like the movie Alien. Which my parents won't let me watch, cause it's rated R. April 3, 2003 Where's my caddie? Mommy and Daddy took me to the Doral, a swank golf resort in Miami, for the weekend. Got my clubs, but I may need a little help reaching the steering wheel. (By the way, my old man was slacking off on helping me with my blog - that's why you haven't heard from me in a while.) <<-- Next Week. -->> Last Week. • Most Recent Week.