Pumpkin Guts

Tonight we had some fun getting ready for Halloween. We have had this big pumpkin on our porch for a few weeks now. For some reason tonight my Mom decided to cut it all up and pull its guts out. She made pumpkin eyes, nose and mouth. While Mommy was killing the pumpkin, Daddy and I had some fun. Here are the pictures. Before you look here's a warning. For those of you that have weak stomachs you may not want to go any further. This pumpkin does NOT make it through the shoot alive and his gooey, mushy guts get all over the place! Wanna know the worst part? After it was all over Mom took the seeds out, salted them, and cooked them up for a snack - sick! The pumpkin didn't seem to mind though, you'll see him smiling in the last pics - you might even say he's glowing.


You may be wondering how sweet little me got pumpkin guts all over his face. Well, watch the video and you will find out:

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Double Ouch

Today I came home from school with two owies. First of all, I was bitten on the right cheek by one of my "friends." So I was like - fine . . . I got bitten again, what else is new, might as well not let it ruin my day. So I went on about my business playing. Not 2 hours later did I fall while I was playing in the gym and hit my other cheek on a toy and got a big scratch - ouch!! But I am pretty tough and I didn't even really cry. Why my parents pay good money to send me to this place I cannot understand. I think the daily fee should include a bodyguard!

You may wonder how I could be smiling after suffering two traumatic injuries. Well - I have learned to say "cheese" really well and somehow when I say cheese I must get happy because I automatically smile. Afterall, I do like cheese!

Party Animal

Last weekend I went to St. Louis to go to a big surprise party for my Great Grandpa who is 73 and a half years older than me. WOW! Fortunately I enjoy parties for the food and as well as all the attention I get.

"I'm here - let's get this party started!"

The first things I did were to visit with my family that I don't see very often. Here I am with my Aunt Claire:
My Uncle likes to give bunny ears just about every opportunity he gets. as seen in the shot above.

Here I am with my Daddy Tom, my Grandpa Tom, and my Great Grandpa Tom:

You may be aware that I like to eat. Well with all of this visiting I was starting to wonder if I was ever going to get some food in my belly.

"Here I am, ready to eat . . . would someone please feed me?"


"Oh, there it is - the food is coming!"

"Who do you think you are Uncle Steve? Give me my food NOW!"

"Ahhh - satisfaction at last"


As you can tell I had a long, fun, busy night. Here I am the next morning getting some much needed R&R:

Vroom!

Cars are cool. How does the car go you ask? Vroom, vroom I say!

These are my Hot Wheels that my Grandpa bought for me. I really like them and have a bunch! When Mommy plays with them with me she only lets me play with two at a time. When Daddy plays with them with me he lets me play with them all!


Now, lets move on to a bigger car. Check this out -


That's right, it's my Cadillac Escalade


I am a good driver. I push down on the gas pedal and go really fast. I am especially skilled at driving into Mommy and Daddy's car and truck as well as up onto curbs and into bushes.


Pretty fly for a little dude huh?

Pumpkin Patch

We went to the pumpkin patch yesterday.


To me it was more like a pumpkin land. There were pumpkins as far as the eye could see.

Here I am trying to pick out the best pumpkin (or "punkin" as my momma kept incorrectly calling them).
Taking a closer look . . .

Here's me and Nate climbing on the giant pumpkins.


There were even big green pumpkins. This is my "hmmm . . . a green pumpkin?" look.


We also went through a giant corn maze in the shape of the minor league baseball team mascot


Daddy took me along riding on his back through the whole maze. We were in there for a really long time. We had a contest to see who would finish first (Mommies against Daddies). You maybe shouldn't ask Daddy who won, it is a touchy subject so I won't come right out and say it but here is a photo clue:

I Just Wanted to Cuddle With Bella

But she didn't want to cuddle with me


And then I got stuck

Duck Attack

You may already be able to tell where this story is going, but I'll start from the beginning anyway. Here's a little background: Last week we took some bread and I got to throw it to the ducks and it was pretty neat. I called the ducks over because I can say duck really well and then I quacked like a duck (it goes a little something like "hwa, hwa, hwa"). And those ducks really ate up that bread. Earlier this week when we went to feed the ducks I brought some pitas to give them. Well, the ducks were no where to be seen. They did not even come over when I did my duck call. Here I am saying "Here duck duck duck!"


"You know you want some pita duck duck duck"

After awhile I gave up


I said "What am I supposed to do with all these pieces of stale pita?"

I decided to take them home. It was a bummer but Mom told me that maybe next time the ducks would be back. Today Mommy and I went to Campus Lake to meet Daddy for lunch. I once again brought some pitas to feed the ducks and was pleased to see that there were a whole bunch of ducks today! So Mommy was breaking off little pita pieces and she would hand them to me and I would throw them to the duckies. All was going well until I guess I was taking too long to throw the pita and those ducks must've been starving because one of them (a really big one I might add) came right up to me and took the pita right out of my hand AND in doing so he bit me right on my middle finger! Let me tell you what, those duck bills are hard! It hurt really bad. Mommy washed my hand in cold water and gave me kisses and hugs and made it all better (after a good minute of crying). She said that since the skin wasn't broken that I won't need any medicine. The duck looked something like this:

So if you see him and your hunting license is current, go ahead and get him for me okay?

More Bananas Please

Those of you who know me well surely know that I LOVE BANANAS!! I cannot eat enough of them. I can even say NaNa to request a banana when I am hungry for one. So you may be thinking, "So what, lots of babies like bananas." Well, I REALLY like them. How much you ask? Somewhere in the area of 2-4 bananas per day. Lets let the pictures speak for themselves.



My favorite way to eat a banana is in about 3 bites, thereby filling both of my cheeks fully.




What a delicious fruit!

Fit for a King

Yesterday we went to see a castle. In order to get there I had to trek through a jungle of ornamental grass. It was tough . . .

Then I encountered these flying dogs that are there to guard the castle. They are called gargoyles. They look pretty fierce but they didn't scare me a bit!


Alas, I made it to the castle.


There were all sorts of tunnels and pathways. I ran and ran through it and tried to lose Mommy and Daddy but they kept up pretty well.

Daddy was too big for some of the passageways but I fit just right.

Here's Nate and I sharing the throne


Chillin' on the hill after a hard day of play:


WHAT!?? It's time to leave?? You've got to be kidding me!