Here’s how me & mom do hang out time: (Selfies, kisses and snuggles!)
Here’s how me & dad do hang out time: (Which hunting show should we watch?)
It’s so great to see my college friends back on campus!!
Mom says I’m lucky to get a sneak peek behind the scenes of ATP Development Week and to have the opportunity to hang out with such incredible change agents. She says if the world is a better place when I’m old enough to pay attention, it’s because of people like them. So, thanks friends, for working so tirelessly over the past several days. I can’t wait to see my first ATP show this Monday to hear your stories, admire your vulnerability, celebrate your courage, and witness the positive impact you’ll have on UW-L and beyond!!
I’m starting to get the hang of daycare. In fact, I’m pretty good at it! Look how much fun I’m having in the above photo. My teachers tell mom that I’m the easiest baby in the whole wide world. The other day, all of the booger faces within the room were having a meltdown in unison except for me. I didn’t know what we were supposed to be crying about, so I just sat there, cool as a cucumber. But don’t take my milk away from me… there’s nothing cool about that.
Mom and dad captured some of my new moves on video. Prepare to be impressed, and then click below to see my skills!
I had my first solid food lesson with green beans and was a bit underwhelmed. Mom says I might like green beans better if I can get them in my mouth instead of on my cheeks. I say I might like green beans better if they’re ice cream. Duh! Someone needs to tell mom how to throw a better solid food party.
Look at me in my pink shirt, pushing back against the “pink-is-for-girls” phenomenon. Who made that silly rule anyway? Mom had to find this shirt in the “girls” section, and I proudly wore it to school today. Because me and my shirt had a statement to make: “I love [heart] mom!” (Oh yeah, and also “pink can be for anyone.”) Take that, societal gender roles! I’m making my own rules.
Tonight I took dad out for a spin in my new ride! Mom wouldn’t let us go too fast because she’s not exactly what you might call a “thrill seeker.” Still, we had fun anyway, despite my safety-first mom walking alongside us like we needed a spotter or something. Given how this adventure went, I’m pretty sure mom is going to make me wear a bubble-wrap suit when I tackle my first bike lesson.