The Full Story

I feel like I sold myself a little short in my last blog entry. I am actually capable of doing some pretty fun and amazing stuff these days. And you came here to see pictures of me, not that old man I call "dada." Below are a few of the many things I can do.

I tamed this fierce lion, with a ferocious roar of my own.
I wrestled this bear until it let me touch its nose.

I can play the piano all by myself.


Dad told me that since I am 14 months old now, I have to start earning my keep. My first job was helping him unload the dishwasher. I even did it while standing without support.

It is hard work getting out all that silverware.

I can wear my dad's shades, and look pretty cool doing it.

But I still need to grow bigger ears.

I can tickle my own feet. This is much harder than it sounds.

I've almost figured out how to call one of my grandmas when my parents won't give me what I want.

I really like to read to myself.

It makes me smile.

This skinny girl can dunk.

I am learning to properly accessorize, but still forget sometimes-

sleeve first, bracelet second.

I came up with a great way to take my milk on the road without compromising my crawl speed. That is my determined face.

I use my sign language skills to let mom and dad know when I want "more."

Just a few more inches and I am out of here.

The rest of the pictures are just of me doing one of my favorite things - splashing in the tub.