On My Own Two Feet

I've mastered the fine art of pulling myself up. Now, I never want to sit down! Daddy showed me how to pull up on his fingers last week, but now I can use anything under the sun to get up all by myself. If I'm not standing, I'm screaming. Mommy just loves it. She knows her peaceful days are numbered. The clock is ticking for the days when she sits me down and I stay put. She's mentioned on more than one occasion that my first "real crawl" will probably be into a canal in Venice.

We went to a group called MOPS on Thursday. That stands for "Mothers of Preschoolers." Mommy actually left me in the nursery for two hours while she hung out with other mommies, ate goodies, and did all kinds of girlie things. Can you believe that? Anyway, mommy left this thing called a bottle with me while she was gone. That was kind of strange. It tasted exactly like mommy's milk, but was an altogether different eating experience than I am used to having. The lady who gave it to me told me her children would have starved to death if they had eaten as slow as I did. I told her to give me a break because I was new at this sort of thing. Geez, cut a baby some slack for goodness sake.

Busy Boy

Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. I've been so busy learning new things that I haven't had much time for blogging. Since we last spoke, I have mastered the art of eating Cheerios. Sure, I would eat them before, but now I like to see how many I can fit into my mouth at once. So far, I have made it to three. I am just nuts about those Cheerios. If I get in my high chair and don't see them on my tray or in mommy's hand, it is an ugly scene. Also, Daddy taught me a big trick on Friday when he was home all day watching the Ryder Cup. He took time out of the 10 hours he spent watching golf to teach me how to pull up to the standing position. Now I can't get enough of it.



Since it isn't very hot anymore, we have been spending a lot of time outside. Last week, I got in the swing for the very first time. The swing is a little big for me, but I liked it anyway. It is there that I found a new way of smiling - with my mouth closed. I think I look very coy when I do it. Mommy thinks I look like a smarty pants.

Italy Revisited

Much to my Gran's dismay, Delta was able to get Alitalia to release a ticket for mommy to travel to Venice with daddy and me, so our trip is BACK ON! I wonder if all international travel is this difficult. At least I'm too young to remember the hassle this has been.

Italy Busted?

Bad news. Alitalia cancelled our flight to Italy. We found out last night after we all went out to dinner. I can't believe it. After canceling the flight, the airline tried to rebook us on new flights to get us to Venice. The only problem is they booked daddy and me on a flight through Boston and put mommy on a flight going through France. As you know, mommy is like my American Express card - I don't leave home without her. So, unless Alitalia can get mommy on the same flight that daddy and I are on, we are going to have to cancel the trip altogether. I have my passport in hand and I've been practicing my Italian every day, so I'm going to be really disappointed if we end up having to stay home. I probably won't be as disappointed as mommy will be (she is virtually inconsolable), but pretty close.

What do you mean you cancelled my flight?

My First Kickoff...and Cold

College football kicked off this weekend. I was so excited as it is my very first football season. Daddy, of course, was glued to the TV. He didn't even play golf, but I think that may have been because we were getting about three feet of rain. Anyway, I hung out with dad in the basement and watch a little bit of the WKU-UGA game. If you look closely, you can see UGA and Big Red in the background.


Here I am after I saw the score of that game:



Mommy's Yellow Jackets didn't fare much better against Notre Dame, either. To make matters worse, I got my first cold on Saturday as well. You can see I put on the camo Uncle Bud gave me to help me hide from mommy when she tries to suction my runny nose. Unfortuntately, it doesn't work very well.