Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Finn is 7 Months Old!!!!!!!

WHAT?!?!!? It's that time again? Already? Man-o-man, I am growing too fast. Maybe it's a good thing. I need to get big enough to squash that leprechaun that is hiding in the kitchen waiting to get Mr. Pig. We couldn't find a green outfit for him and he might get pinched!!! I think I hear the leprechaun now!


Heh-heh-heh. It was only Mommy, she doesn't scare anybody. Well sometimes, but that's only when her hair sticks up funny in the morning. Poor Mr. Pig passed out with the stress of it all, though.


What's that Mom? I should close my mouth once in a while? Why's that? Sometimes yummy things get in my mouth. Wouldn't want to miss a nugget of goodness. What's gonna happen? You're going fishing? Well have fun... ophhhh, WAIT A MINUTE.


Well at least that's not as harrowing as my morning. I was sitting on my bear rug, relaxing in my animal jammies, you know, the ones with the rhino feet, when suddenly... I am ATTACKED BY TOYS.

They are coming at me from the right!


And from the left!!!


THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!!!


But I don't need no stink'n toys, I have these yummy fingers right here to play with.


It's been a busy couple of weekends. I've had such a good time visiting with all my grandparents. First, Mom and I went to Wilmington to see Phoophie and Granny Big Boss and Phoophie's evil cat came around, but I kicked her in the face and she didn't even try to smother me in my sleep, much. Then we saw Uncle Beez and he was funny looking so I stared at him a lot but he was scared to hold me because I'm so big and strong and he's kinda a wimp. Mom says 'just kidding', it's just her obligation as older sister to make his life miserable. And the Aunties came over so I rolled around on the floor while they examined every nook and cranny and pronounced me fit as a fiddle. I nibbled on an enjoyable puree of pear, a delightful vintage and I sat with everyone at the dinner table in my highchair and then we went to see Mommy's Godmother Barbara and she tormented me with this horrible creature.

Whew. The End. Oh nope! I forgot, I went to the Urgent Care Center because I was running a fever and sleeping a lot and I got a new kind of tasty medicine. But it didn't work quickly enough because Mommy has ANOTHER ear infection herself and is on a third round of antibiotics so she is winning this little game and is "watching me like a hawk", whatever that means. All that commotion made me right sleepy, so here I am resting with Grandpa Phoophie.


This past weekend I got to see both of my Tennessee grandparents as well as Unky Mikey and Aunti Dani. I didn't get to see Aunti Dani too much though, she was very tired. For some reason. I played and played with Grandpa Ress on Saturday and I'm very good at eating cards now. Grammy visited next and we played ball and Command Center and Jeep, all of my favorite games. I squawked about like a crazy bird too. Hilarious. Oh and I make a noise like daaaddadaadadaa but it's just a noise and in no way is to be construed as saying da-da.
More excitement on tap for this weekend. Stay tuned!

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