when Mama asks me to smile...

...this is the face that I make.

just like Daddy

I like burritos a lot. some might say too much, but I could probably
eat one every day... just don't let Mama hold it for me because I
clearly have this thing under control.

Beach Trip

There's really not much to say about this other than that I deeply love my Mama.

...well, I guess I could add that Mama took me to the beach and let me check out the tidepools at low tide. It's pretty crazy to try and manage a one-and-a-half-year-old while navigating slime-covered rocks while he tries to poke his fingers into every urchin, sea anemone, starfish, and crab in sight, but she did it and I made it out without injury. I guess you could say I have a Super Mama.

wait a minute!

my Daddy was supposed to take me to my first Seahawks game today, but
instead he decided to take Uncle Ben. that's okay with me I guess,
I'll just hope it's my turn next year.

ready to ride

sure my feet may not reach the pedals yet, but those minor details
aren't worrisome enough to keep me from riding.

all I need to do is secure the keys from Daddy when he's not looking,
and I'll be set. well that and getting him to stop following a foot
behind me with his "just-in-case-you-fall" arm of protection.

I think I'm ready.

my Daddy has a thing against babies trick or treating with their parents knowing that the baby's not likely to be the one eating the candy.

so needless to say, I'm not going trick or treating tonight, but as you can see, I'm not content to just hand out candy. I think I'm ready to at least give it a try on my own.

I don't quite get what all the fuss is about

so I know that today is Halloween and that everyone out there is all
geeked up to get free candy. that said, as I'm sucking on this sucker
I can't see why you'd pass up on a great night of college football for
a bag of this stuff. mine just tastes like plastic.

my companion

This double stroller is really nice. I can finally ride in comfort alongside a close friend. It's nice having someone you can depend on along for the ride who's there for you. It's neat to look over and know that you have someone to laugh with, share snacks with, and with whom to just kick it to use the kids' lingo. It made for a nice day with my cousin.

Oh yeah, and there's room for my buddy Hop on Pop too. He's the one in the middle.

Fox in Socks in stereo

When you want a really good sleep, sometimes one stuffed Dr. Seuss
character isn't enough...

a new kind of superhero

I've been working on a new identity as a superhero. i found these
sweet black and yellow tights (they must have cone from dad's days as
a Stryper fan) and figure I'm pretty much there.

the only thing I need to work on is my superpower. I've tried staring
at walls and my eyes fail to either see through them or shoot lasers,
so I'm still sussing it out.

the one thing that seems to truly hold up as extra special and super
powerful is my elastic belly. I can shoot it out a good three or
fifteen feet in front of my body. I haven't seen much use for this
yet, other than making Mama and Daddy laugh, but I'm sure I could
knock over an evildoer, or at the very least break through the walls that my
eyes have been so ineffective against.

seriously though, my dad rinsed the bottle out first...

I know nothing is quite as funny as some (seriously) underage
drinking, but when you add a bumblebee costume to the mix, the result
is absolute hilarity! let's just say when I see Mama or Daddy drinking
something that looks way more grownup than my sippy cup, I start
melting down until they cave in. so once again, Liam wins!

By the way, I'd try and explain why I'm wearing a bumblebee outfit
about a week before Halloween, but I'd rather you not ask.

this one will probably get picked on...

I don't know if they're enrolling kids at a younger age, but this kid
is definitely too short for his locker.

pretty kewl dood

one of the nice things about the summer is the hip accessories. never before have I been able to look so good in my sunglasses. I think that they make me so cool that I wear them inside. pretty much at all times. now, while my Daddy says that wearing sunglasses inside is something "reserved for knuckleheads," he's allowing me to be the exception to the rule.

I've been practicing the dramatic reveal of my eyes, which is one of the coolest things that you can do while wearing sunglasses. It looks like this to start out:


Pretty cool huh? Sadly though, my little fingers are somewhat less than dexterous, so most of the times, the dramatic reveal ends up looking like this:

I guess it takes a little work to pull off looking this cool. That said, I'm committed to the cause and believe that I can accomplish my goal to be the cutest toddler in the western hemisphere (I mean honestly, who can keep up with some of those Japanese toddlers that begin training in the womb?).

My current training regimen includes a lot of looking at myself in the mirror, so if I don't answer my mobile, that's most likely what I am doing.

show me the evidence

So my parents have been laughing when talking about our trips berry picking this summer. they usually laugh about how I love berries so much that when we got to the berry farm I thought I had somehow found a magical berry heaven. 

As they tell the story, once I saw the strawberries in the ground, I lost all control and stuffed my face with them nonstop. A berry would go into the bucket, and then I'd pop it in my mouth. Berry in bucket, berry in mouth, berry in bucket, berry in mouth, and so on. Needless to say, Momma's bucket didn't fill up very quickly.

I don't exactly remember things that way. Yes, I do love strawberries, but it's not like I go crazy. I'm not even sure I ate any berries come to think of it. I'd sure love to see some sort of definitive proof...