Sunday, May 22, 2011

Nap Time

Usually I nap with Daddy, cuddled into the curve of his arm:

Sometimes, though, I like to perform what we professional nappers call a Solo Nap:

Solo napping and group napping take different skills and have their own benefits, like cuddle vs. space, warmth vs. location selection. Whatever your choice, make sure to stretch beforehand!

Saturday, May 21, 2011


Does this look scary to you?

To Rosie, Henry in his activity jail is terrifying, so she barks and barks.

Daddy cuddled her in his lap to make her feel better. I wasn't jealous. Nope, not at all.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Playing with Snow

Yesterday we visited Snow's backyard. Things I love about her yard:


Easy access to inside!

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Bunny Visit

Mommy told me Bunny was coming over to visit, but I thought she was teasing. I hadn't seen Bunny in months. Months! So when she showed up at the door, I was soooo happy, even though she looked funny with her summer haircut.

I tried to play but Bunny was feeling mad about being in the car for so long. I think she'll be ready to play for longer than 2 minutes at a time when I see her next.

Either way, Auntie Nessa gave me lots of love.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

I'm a photographer!

I know the composition isn't great, but the colors are lovely, don't you think? Hey, it's hard to take pictures without any thumbs.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Our Band

Help me think of a cool band name. I'm going to play the drums! Daddy is giving me lessons.

Jeremy is our keyboardist.

Kitty said she might play guitar, but she's not sure.

I tried to talk Rosie into singing but she was being all emo and wouldn't even let us take a picture before she stalked off to her room and slammed the door.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Itchy Jeremy

Jeremy spent a long, long time in his cone this spring. His allergies made him scratch and bite his legs until he had big scabs everywhere. He's finally getting better! Daddy picked him up for a big kiss to celebrate.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Cinco de Mayo

Mommy wouldn't let me make any margaritas to celebrate, even when I gave her this face:

Hummph. Maybe next year.