These days I am getting up in the mornings and going to daycare. I like it there, I guess. I cry when mom and dad leave me there though, because I am only little. At daycare, I take a nap on a cot. Well, sometimes. This past week, Uncle Andy came to visit. He brought […]

Paul Frank

When we were in San Francisco I got a new monkey hat (Paul Frank). Now that we’re back home my Grandma Nancy found me a matching shirt, which is awesome. I had a lot of fun with Dad today posing for photographs… That is, until I stopped having fun. 318 days, 18 hours, 13 minutes […]

San Fran

Well, I just got back home from our family trip to San Francisco. Just like our previous trip to Albuquerque I behaved pretty well on the flights (aside from puking all over Dad two separate times). There was so much exciting stuff happening I doubt I’ll be able to remember it all! I rode on […]