my easter loot

on easter, i hunted for eggs with the other little kids in our complex. i wasn't sure what to do, so my dad just put eggs in front of me on the concrete for me to "find." i got a chocolate egg that was fun to unwrap, and i got stickers that i enjoyed eating.

my nemesis, the pool

here i am, moments before i'm forced to spend 30 torturous minutes in an over-chlorinated pool swallowing water and being forced under by my "dad." this is particularly difficult after a night of heavy partying, which, as you can see from my bloodshot eyes and pained expression, is the case on this particular morning.

going shopping

it's time to go shopping! my grandma bought me a grocery cart that i like to push around in my mismatched clothes, but i get frustrated because of all the junk on the floor blocking my path. the thought has occurred to me that i could use the cart as a receptacle to store said junk (which is almost exclusively mine), but that would be "cleaning up," and i don't play that.

"hi, dah!"

here i am, talking to grandma on the phone! the only words i really know are, "hi, dah!" which translates to, "hi, dog!" so that's how i talk to grandma. i say, "hi, dah! hi, dah! hi, dah!" and then i either lick the phone or press random buttons. sometimes both.

i love the dog

the dog pretends he doesn't like me, but i know he does. i think it's fun to pull his tail and follow him around. i also like to give him hugs. oh, and i like to wear pants on my head, too.

mini-britney

mom and dad signed me up for swim lessons. first they dress me up to look like britney spears, and then dad dunked me under water while mom cheered him on! plus, no one told me it was bathing suit season. had i known, i would've worked to improve my one-pack.

my belly!

help! my parents are starving me! how else can you explain the smallness of my belly? i like to rub it and pat it to show them how hungry i am, but all they do is laugh and grab it.