It's MAX time...

I like pictures of myself better than I do of my mama. Here are some things about me these days that you should know:


I have this obsession with "Dieter the Dolphin", which is a bath toy that I want to play with outside of the bath as well. I know about the crab, and the pelican, and the octopus, and the turtle, but the there is just something about Dieter. Lately, I have been throwing all of the other toys out of the tub.

I have made some new discoveries - light switches, toilet flushers, trashcans, and dishwashers.

My favorite toy is a "ball." I go around the house saying, "Bal..Bal...Bal." I shoot it into the bucket that Mommy put in the walker but then I get bored and take the bucket out, and shoot it through the leg holes. I like that trick better. My new thing is throwing the ball down the stairs at Great-Grandma's house and making Mom chase it and throw it back up to me. I could do this for hours on end. I just giggle the whole time. I have tried to retrieve the ball myself and have been unsuccessful.

I was sick last week and had to go to the doctor. I am fine until they start poking in my ears and digging out wax. Then I let them have it.

I am now a little pipsqueak, only in the 44% for weight and height. But my head still keeps me up there with the big kids - at 98%.

I have FOUR teeth now. I was teething when I had an ear infection. Those of you who like to party, should have come to my house and done it right. We didn't sleep at night!

I do like my medicine, I still like anything that goes in my mouth.

I finally learned the sign "milk" but since I can scream, why should I bother with that?

I miss my Daddy. I look at pictures of him every day and that always makes me happy. I can't learn to throw a ball from mama because she throws like a girl.

I love to read books. The minute Mama says book, I go to my basket and grab the ones I want and start screaming. She is not nice, she will take them out of my hands, and make me crawl to the rocking chair. I sure do hurry though. My new favorite is "Mr. Brown can Moo, can YOU?" I laugh right out loud when mama makes all the funny sounds.

I never cry when Mama leaves me with the babysitters.

I am starting to dance to music - moving my head and shoulders.

I can't wait until my birthday, when I get a REAL cake. Mom and Dad might think they tricked me by giving me one early, but that was just practice for the 16Th of next month. (Maybe Daddy could put a few pictures of that wonderful day on here for you all to see.)