where am i?

shhh ... i'm hiding. i like to play with the "window treatments" (read: old yellow sheet) that my mom and dad have in their bedroom. it's fun to blind daddy with bright sunlight by yanking it above his head in the morning. on this day i learned i could fit on the window sill, opening a whole new world of playtime possibilities.

go mailee, it's your birthday!

feeling sassy in my mardi gras beads, i decided to get my groove on! first i did a little pointing move, and then i broke out with the cabbage patch. i also tried the running man and some roger rabbit, but the combination of the soft couch cushions and my subpar command of balance made for disastrous results (not shown).

yummy!

daddy let me feed myself! and i think i did a pretty good job! in case you're wondering, it's beef and macaroni -- and NOT human entrails, as mommy described it. daddy made the mistake of giving me my bath before lunch. i made sure to show him the error of his ways.

feeding the dog

i don't understand my daddy. when he feeds the dogs, he just puts their food on the ground and expects them to eat it. but when he feeds me, he makes sure to put the food in my mouth. so i decided to help the dogs like my daddy helps me. my daddy holds my bowl, so i held the dog's bowl, too. and i made sure to feed the dog one piece at a time so he wouldn't choke. i think the dog appreciated it. i'm a big help.

teasing the dog

"hhhiii, dooogggiiieee. look what i got! some chicken! want some chicken? then come get me! hahahaha, i'm hiding it in my hand. no, stop licking my fingers! hahahahaha, ok ok ok ok ok, i'll give it to you!"

"hhhiii, dooogggiiieee ...."