Bigger is Better

Big hands = Big....



Mommy's big ol' tummy. They keep telling me there's a baby in there. I'll believe it when I see it! Until then, I call it a booster seat!

Getting Out Of The Meat Market

I think it's finally getting through. My parents have stopped giving me meat.

For the longest while I would throw/spit out/refuse in any way I knew how to eat meat. I would occasionally try it out, a nibble here, a nibble there. If mum and dad kept giving it to me, there must have been a reason for it, so I kept giving it a chance. No more!

You can feed me rice all day long. Pasta? I could eat my weight in macaroni. Potatoes, bread, whatever. Starches are tasty! Veggies are ok but you can keep piling fruit in front of me I will just keep on eating it. The best food ever is still yogurt. Yogurt with fruit is the pinnacle of human foods.

Though I might be vegetarian, I'm not vegan. Milk is a delicious drink, I much prefer it to juices. And I try to drink plenty of water. I also love eggs. Scrambled eggs are awesome.

So long, beef and pork and chicken and fish. Maybe one day we'll get along, maybe one day we will meat again.

Rich Very Little

Inspired by Declan's original clip, I present my homage:



I do an awesome fish but I save my best work for live shows...

Piano Man

Holiday Spirit

AFK

I'm moving house! I'll be gone for a few weeks. Sorry!


PS: Dad gave me my jacket as I was trying to sleep in the car and I figured this was the best way to get some peace and quiet.

Everybody's Got Something To Hide

I Was A Bat

Who Wants A Baggie?

What's The Up!

It's been forever since I've posted. Not much happening. My favoritest thing in the world right now is my Ballon. It's round, it has a smiley face, it bounces. It's awesome! I want to play with it ALL THE TIME! I want when I eat, I want it when I sleep, I want it when I'm in the car. I'm just not sure where it is right now. The haggard looks on Mom and Dad's faces make me suspect they had something to do with it's disappearance, though. They think they're sneaky, but I am sneakier!

My other favorite thing is getting up at 5ish in the morning so I can have my milky and cuddle with Daddy or Mommy. Sometimes, I'm so excited to see them, I can't wait and call for them at 4:30. I can't understand what takes them so long to come and get me. I mean, who doesn't want milky and a cuddle at 5am?!? Seriously, sometimes I think I'm the smartest member of my family.

I'm not sure what's going on, but Mommy's tummy is getting rather....how shall I put this so I don't hurt her delicate feelings...round. I'm not sure if I should say something or not. I keep patting it suggestively, trying to show her that she might want to cut down on the ice cream, but all she keeps saying is, "Kiss the baby?" Uh, Mom? The word is tummy, not baby. Sheesh!