Sunday, April 09, 2006
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Never underestimate the value of a good companion.


Rusty's orange squeaky thing is called "Denver." I like to try to steal it from him. He just looks at me like he wants me to throw it, but I really want to chew on it.

Heading to the pool to meet Charlie and his mom. We brought noodles & I wore my jammies because it was chilly on the walk, but they would keep me nice and warm before and after the pool.
Daddy gave me a tattoo. It said "Mom" on a banner across a heart. It was fun.
It made me look tough. Later Mom drew a handlebar moustache on me to complete the look.
It's been nice to be able to eat in my new high-chair. I don't make as many messes anymore, and the dog doesn't finish my meal until I'm done with it.
How many Mamas and Donovans can you fit in a little tyke car? One of each apparently, and not very comfortably.
I got to walk around and chew on rocks.
Well, only until Mom and Dad noticed that was what I was doing.
Then Mom wore me. And I wore her out.
We have beautiful beaches here, though. Mom and Dad say they're not like the beaches in Florida, but I can't imagine Florida's beaches are any better than this!
This evening Mom caught me trying to wash the windows with a diaper wipe. She tried to catch it in a picture, but ultimately caught me trying to destroy the evidence instead.
Here we are trying to catch all of Mama's boys in one shot. Yeah, let me tell you, that was a smooth process. This is the best picture of the bunch.
So Daddy and I posed for a couple more. I guess it just goes to show, even when you're "posing" you can end up with some funny shots.