The Boy of Summer

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you your first place Chicago Cubs!!! I'm not saying I'm a good luck charm or anything, but...I went to my first ever, real live, peanuts and popcorn, hot doggin' and cracker jackin' baseball game today. And the Cubs are in first place this late in the season for the first time since before I was born. I'm just sayin'. Check out my new shirt (and Mom's too), my cool sign and the awesome shot of me with the scoreboard in the background. Yeah we came up a few runs short today, that's why I look so nervous in some of the pics. But we had a great time, that's why I look so happy in the others. This is a big, big day in a boy's life, sports fans. My Dad wanted me to say that all I want for my first birthday is the World Series. Can you say World Series? Cool, I can't.

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Hi people--
Not much new. Mom and dad still haven't fully unpacked, as you can see from the multiple pictures with boxes in them. It's none of my nevermind though, because that's where Nelly sleeps, and I've made it my life's mission to befriend her. She and Sula have other plans. They're the first beings not wrapped around my little finger. Unlike Grandpa here; he is putty in my hands! Oh, I went to the zoo! Do you know the difference between a monkey and an ape? I do. Monkeys have tails and apes don't. I'm really quite smart for my age. But you already knew that. How am I like a monkey? I love not wearing any clothes! and swinging by my tail!

how babies play

Waylon's first playdate.

Keep in mind that there are a trillion toys to play with.
But faux drumsticks are the hot ticket today.

Picture 1. Things seem to be going pretty well.

Picture 2. Uh oh. The owner of the sticks decides that she would rather keep them where she can see them. And out of the mouth of you know who.

Picture 3. Waylon decides that he doesn't care what the owner wants; he wants the sticks!! He pulls out all the "boy" stops to assert his authority, even though all he really wants is a kiss!

Thanks for playing with us, Josephine! Even if Waylon did steal all of your toys and accidentally bonk you in the head a few times--

the avocado song

"Sing us a song dad; you're a good singer.
Waylon's making guacamole with his little finger.
He mashes the avocado between his nose and lips,
PLEASE MOM, BRING US SOME TORTILLA CHIPS!"

I wrote this song for Tom Waits last night. What do you think?

Things are going swimmingly here. In case you were wondering, I can sleep through the night now! Mom and dad seem to think this is the most amazing new trick ever, but I am more impressed by my new kissing skills. I also won second place in a baby swinging contest hosted by those red headed twins who won olympic gymnastics a couple of years ago. They were very upset that I didn't know who they were. Whatever. Anyhow, love and KISSES to you all...