On July 16, 2015 I turned 15 months old. To celebrate, my doctor invited me over to his office to hang out! I assumed we were going to play fun games, but it was a set-up. Instead, he said I had to endure 3 shots and get all sorts of measurements. I thought we did that last time I visited him. Rude! Once I was onto his dirty trick, I tried to hide behind the chair.
But, he found me. And here’s what we learned:
- I’m 22 lbs and 13 oz, or “fashionably slim,” says Doc.
- 2 ft, 7 inches puts me in the 57th percentile for height/length.
- My peanut head, however, remains below average at the 27th percentile.
- Even though I’m pretty tough, I’m still not a fan of those dang shots.
Needles, however, aren’t the only thing on my Dislike List these days. I also have a negative reaction to:
- Watermelon (Yuck!)
- Car washes (Scary!)
- Life jackets (Not at all comfortable)
- and Puppets (See photos below)
Yet, as I grow older, I also find more things to love:
- Root beer floats (Yes, please!)
- Pickles (I get that from Mom)
- Fireworks (So. Cool.)
- Ping pong balls (Throwing them across my classroom is the best)
- Window-licking (See photo below)
So, if anyone is interested in being my best friend forever, please reference my above list of favorites.
Hear me roar! (Video below)
July is all about living the good life! Like, cruisin’ through the Chippewa Flowage and enjoying all that Hayward has to offer!
I am the official welcoming committee for the waters.
Hanging out with the grand ones.
Me and momma.
Oh captain, my captain.
Ready for pancakes!
Uh-oh. Is this sand supposed to stick to my hands?
Running through sprinkling water is fun!
Like, all sorts of Daycare shenanigans… from getting a little dirty, to getting a little hungry, to getting a little sleepy.
Snack time with my besties.
Nite, nite. (Notice I’ve been upgraded to a cot instead of a crib?!)
Like, returning to the Pizza Farm with my Bodelson buddies!
Here, Uncle Dan… want my Dad’s hat?
Chillin’ like a villain.
Forkin’ it up!
The Pizza Farm playground!
And of course Jellystone! Warm days are meant to be spent with my main man, Yogi Bear.
Let’s do this.
Going for a walk
Me and the girls.
An arcade! Talk about overstimulation!!
Come on, mom, the water’s fine!
Ever seen a grumpy monkey?
But I’m not done swimming yet!
Me and daddy-o
I love campfires!
Can you see me? I’m under the picnic basket?
My new ride.
There I am! Enjoying the view from the top!
Splish-splashing with Mackenzie!
My favorite dance partner!
This. Is. The. Life.
It’s a sandbox!!! …Homemade and built with love, sweat, and a few naughty words!
I would like to take some of the credit for helping to construct this beauty… my main job was to stay the heck out of the way… which was much harder than one might think!
My new sandbox friend is so much fun! Wanna come over and play with us? I’ll save you a seat!
Dear Nana Florence,
Today marks 8 years of missing you. Mom talks about you often, but once in a while those “memories sneak out of mom’s eyes and roll down her cheeks.”
Every time I hear about you, I’m convinced that, even if you weren’t my grandmother, you’d probably be my best friend. My partner in crime. The peanut butter to my jelly. So I hope you know, today and always, that I’ve reserved a special place in my heart for you… where beautiful stories are planted and deeply rooted in love… stories that grow stronger with the sunshine of laughter, but sometimes require the waters of cherished memories.
So we smile, we laugh, we cry, and we remember.
Best friends forever,
Anyone know what this is going to be?
Here’s your first clue:
Next set of clues:
It’s so exciting, I can hardly keep it a secret! Sorry to leave you with that cliffhanger, but stay tuned!