I love a good wedding. But Thad & Tommy? …They don’t mess around. I have never been to a more beautiful, delicious, extravagant, and just all-around magical wedding! Whoa.

Of course, you don’t need bells and whistles to impress me (although the bells and whistles were quite impressive)… it’s just fun to be a kid on the dance floor! And let me tell you… there are definite perks to being the ONLY kid at the wedding. Even better, those perks exponentially increase when you’re a well-behaved kid with a bowtie and killer dance moves. People couldn’t get enough of me, and they were equally impressed with baby Genesee’s calm, happy demeanor and her glittery-gold GoGo pants. I mean, friends and family came from near and far to commemorate Thad & Tommy’s happily-ever-after, but it was me & G who stole the show. (Okay, well, maybe the beautiful drag queen was the real show. Or perhaps the famous rapper, Biz Markie, was the main hit. And actually, Thad & Tommy did receive a lot of the much-deserved attention. But seriously, we were a close fourth.)

Nevertheless, beyond the fun I enjoyed and the fan club I inherited, we were there in celebration of something bigger… To steal words from one of Thad’s friends, “This [wedding] was about the triumph of love. Two spectacular humans stood together and vowed to intertwine their lives forever; we are just lucky enough to be given seats in their cheering section.”

Me, Mom & Papa getting ready for the big ceremony.

Silly faces with Aunt Nay Nay!

Silly faces continued!

Selfie with mom!

Genesee: all dressed up and no way she’s coming out of that carseat during the ceremony!

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The vows!

Love!

Natasha, Aunt Gerry, & Aunt Bonnie loving on Genesee.

Me & Uncle Norman.

The happy, married couple!

Tommy and Thad as little ones.

See me?

I’m way up here!!

The newlyweds!

The reception hall

Filet Mignon and Shrimp with mashed potatoes and asparagus? Yes, please!

Actually, I’ll just have some chicken tenders and french fries.

Thad and mom!

Papa and his two brothers!

Champagne anyone?

Now that’s a dance floor!

I’m ready to get my dance on!

Me & Aunt Bonnie…

….Just getting warmed up!

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Cut that cake and bring me a piece, please and thank you!

Biz Markie sings “Just a Friend.”

Tim, Natasha and me pose with rapper Biz Markie!

Drag Queen performing Whitney Houston’s “I Will Always Love You.”

Me & Tasha!

Papa & Genesee!

Cheese!

The Gene Florence party.

Congratulations to my cousin Thad and his husband Tommy! And thanks for organizing a weekend that afforded me an opportunity to witness social progress, feel the power of love, spend quality time with Papa and his furry family, mingle with my extended family (especially Tasha!), reunite with my Aunt Nay Nay and Helen and Renee (whom I recently discovered are all the same person), and then eventually return home to my dearly-missed dad who was waiting with a big bear hug and his freshly cut Elk meat.

My heart is full!

If you thought my smile was cute before, you should see it now that I survived my first dentist appointment… it’s still cute, but with an added sparkle! However, I didn’t just survive; I thrived! In fact, because I’ve taken such good care of my 20 little chompers, Dr. Dentist inducted me into the No Cavity Club! (I must have inherited my dad’s strong enamel.) Can I get a “woot-woot?!”

November 13th kicked off my special week at school, which means:

• I was the featured model on the photo board.
• Ms. Kate invited me to bring in my favorite books and toys for Show & Tell.
• I got to endure a flu shot. (Wait a minute…that’s not special! But, I was especially brave for the big prick. And by “prick,” I mean the needle, not the administer.)
• Mom joined me for lunchtime!

Everything about my special week was special… except for the fact that Dad was gone hunting in Montana the entire time. Missing dad during my special week was a big bummer, but I guess it’s a small price to pay sacrifice so that we can enjoy meat on the table all winter long, while mom survives on lettuce salad. Thanks, Dad!

Just like the candy in my trick-or-treat bucket, Halloween came and went quickly. I enjoyed the holiday weekend by collecting delicious treats at Festival Foods’ Boo Fest and at all the shops of La Crosse’s downtown business district. IT. WAS. SWEET! Literally. So, it’s a good thing (but bad timing) that I’m scheduled for my very first dentist appointment next week. Wish me luck!

Yesterday, Genesee officially turned 3 months old!

Besides being cute, which she gets from me, here are some additional observations I’ve made about my 3-month-old roommate:

• Genesee currently has dark blue/grey-ish eyes, but I’m pretty sure they’re trying to turn brown and beautiful like mine!
• She still snores away through the loudest of noises, but my little sis is also quite the noisy sleeper herself…. constantly grunting and squeaking through the night, like only a preemie can.
• Not only can she beat me in a hypothetical leg wrestling match with her strong kicks, but Genesee is also gaining ground on our who’s-gonna-have-the-longest-eyelashes contest.
• Last month, her eyes started following me more, but this month she’s starting to smile. And because I’m so silly, she even tries to laugh (but it sounds like a cough)!
• She weighs approximately 10 lbs these days!
• Genesee has better skin than me… no sign of Eczema, sensitive skin, or cradle cap yet. Lucky duck.
• Occasionally, little G can still squeeze into a newborn outfit, but she’s mostly graduated to the 0-3 month wardrobe.

Although it seems Genesee is growing up right before my very eyes, fortunately, I’m able to cherish every moment because I’m a skillful multitasker who can simultaneously play on the phone, watch TV, and comfort my sister…. all while I spend quality time ignoring her.

“Always be yourself. Unless you can be Batman. Then always be Batman.”

Last weekend, we drove Princess Genesee through the town of Genesee to visit with Papa Florence. Much to our surprise, Papa had a princess of his own – a new roommate named Lulu! Papa always has something new to discover at his house, but we weren’t expecting to find an adorable, shivering 6-week-old Chihuahua! It was puppy love at first sight!

Then, I got to play with more furry friends when we took Genesee to meet Aunt Donna! It was so much fun… after consuming complimentary raspberry lemonade and pumpkin-shaped sugar cookies, I had the endurance to run 36 consecutive laps around Donna’s house. Luckily, I was able to cool-down by dodging raindrops on the way to the grocery store, where Donna served as our lovely personal assistant while we searched for ingredients to make supper and breakfast for the rest of our stay in Mukwonago.

I always cherish our travels to the east coast to catch up with loved ones! I only wish the east coast was on the west coast of Wisconsin because I’m missing my loved ones already.

Today, I’m busy turning 3½ years old. That’s right… I’m officially a half year away from becoming a distinguished 4-year-old. Happy half-birthday to me!

At this point in my life….

• “I want to marry Ashlee.”
• Although not completely cured, I’m biting my nails less.
• You can still easily discipline me by counting to 3. (Not that I ever need discipline.)
• I will be starting a new school next month (with my sister). I have mixed feelings about this (mostly because I’ll miss Hudson), but I’m starting to get excited.
• My haircuts now occur at home by my own personal stylist named Mom.
• I love Grandma & Grandpa’s new “Corvette!”
• I’m an inch taller than I was at the beginning of summer.
• I entertain myself by taking selfies with all the SnapChat filters.
• When I grow up, “I want to be a person. No… maybe a meatball!”

Cheers to whatever’s in store during the six months until 4!

Last weekend we returned to Perrot State Park to get our hike on! It was a beautiful day to exercise our way to the top of Brady’s Bluff, despite the leaves being less colorful than we had hoped.

This time around, I wasn’t scared of falling off the cliffs that I feared as a more-cautious 2-year-old. I am now fearless! (Unless a spider crawls across my path. Or a piece of fuzz that resembles a spider. Or a piece of anything that looks like any insect whatsoever.)

Genesee was a good sport too, especially for being the youngest hiker on the trail… probably because she was a lazy-bones hitch-hiker who only had to sit back and enjoy the spectacular view of mom’s face. Sometimes I miss those days, but I’m an independent big boy with strong legs now, so I don’t need to hitch a kangaroo ride on mom anymore. Instead, I use my strong legs to jump into dad’s backpack!

Having a little sister means having someone who looks up to me.

So lately, I’ve been trying to teach the little one a new life skill:
Sleeping Etiquette
(Or how to assume the “Boots Up” position, as I like to say.)

First, as you may recall, I taught Genesee how to sleep like a starfish.

Next, I showed her how to sleep like a cool couch potato.

Then I showed her how to sleep like we own the master bed.

Finally, on October 5, 2017, I taught Genesee how to sleep like a boss….
all through the night!!

You’re welcome, parents! And you’re welcome to anyone who interacts with my parents.

Now we can move on to life lesson #2: Potty Training
(mostly so I can retire from my job of discarding poopy diapers… that stinks!)