My Best Friend is a Gypsy

This is me and Gypsy. She plays with me and protects me. She's really soft, and she doesn't mind that I pull her hair out in clumps.

She's not like other Gypsies (pictured below). She doesn't know witchcraft and she's not out to steal babies (luckily for me). When I first heard I was living with a Gypsy, I'll admit, I was a little nervous. . .

My other friend is Caicos, and I think he might be an actual gypsy.

Perdidon't

Last week we took our second trip to Perdido in two months, this time with Mom's family. We rode down with Da (official grandpa name pending). It was great to see my cousin Cayden, but everyone got sick, and it was too cold and windy to go down to the beach. Aunt Brooke and Cayden had a fever. Da got food poisoning after some bad oysters at The Crab Trap. He spent all night spitting up in a bucket. Mom & Dad got bushwhacked one night. They may not have been sick, but they looked it. Me, I had a good time with everyone, even though I never even made it to the beach. Hopefully we can do this again next year when it is warmer.

I love my cousin Cayden. We're going to be great friends. I don't know why Aunt Brooke put on this disguise. I knew it was her the whole time.

Ahhhh, vacation! This is the life. Finally, my own king size bed.

This was Cayden's first time to the beach. I'm not sure if he was impressed or not.

Da and Cayden working on their tans.

Here's me and Nini. She's the best! Sometimes she stays with me while Dad & Mom go act a fool. We have so much fun together.

Mom & Dad acting a fool with Aunt B and Uncle Shane at the FloraBama

Halloween Preview

I can't wait for my first Halloween. I don't want to give my costume away, but here's a hint:



via videosift.com

Race for the Cure

This past weekend, me and Grace went to run in the Race for the Cure and celebrate our BB. A lot of other people were there dressed in pink, which Grace liked, I'm sure. It was as much fun as you can have in an office park.

We made some new friends, like Will Blair, Sophie Day Blackburn, and Mimi Steele, although I think there is something going on between Will and Mimi.

Mom didn't get the memo about wearing pink, so she covered me in this hideous orange UT blanket that someone made for me. It was a little embarassing, if I'm being honest.

GrandMamo enjoyed getting to see me and Grace, and we love getting to see her.



I got to test-drive my new Eskimo Smurf Suit. Don't be jealous.

Here is a picture of the family before the race started. Mom, Dad, AuntWalker, and I finished in just under 1 hour. It was a personal best for me. I'm sure I'll improve next year though. Dad said this was the 4th year we have done the Race, and we'll keep on doing it for years to come. I'm glad.

Race for the Cure 2007: We love you, BB!

A Brief Foray Into "Solid Food"

Have Spoon, Want Food

A few weeks ago Mom started telling me she was going to start giving me solid food, so naturally I got excited. This is a big deal, and I couldn't make mind up what I wanted for my first meal. There are so many options out there . . . Steak, ribs, various German sausages, gamebird, lobster, pasta, ice cream, cookies, cake . . .you get the idea. The possibilities are endless. I don't even know where to begin.

Instead, I was given this:

To which my reaction, naturally, was this (a mix of confusion, disillusionment, and a noticeable feeling of betrayal):

Whoever said this gruel is "solid food" needs have their heads checked. No more for me, thank you.

No Mas!