Boo at the Zoo

Hello everyone, it’s daddy here doing a little guest blogging. Fisher believes it is important that from time to time mommy and daddy get on his blog and share our own thoughts about what is transpiring in the life of the Fish. And yesterday was a big day for all of us. We went to Boo at the Zoo. It is a wonderful event organized by the Little Rock Zoo where kids can dress up in their costumes and walk around the zoo (at night) getting candy and going on rides. Fisher had an absolute ball! As the pictures show, he was dressed up as a chicken--cuteness factor was at an all-time high. We spent much of the evening wandering around the zoo getting candy and enjoying the kiddy rides. And I must say that I no longer enjoy the “spinny” rides as much as I used to. I hope that doesn’t worsen with age. However, the highlight of the evening had to be Fisher’s first ride on the merry-go-round. He was so happy. Each time around he would lean off his horse, eagerly wave at me, and yell “bye-bye daddy” at the top of his lungs. The first few times around I tried to take pictures, but after about the 5th “bye-bye daddy” I had to stop and just enjoy the moment. You catch yourself wishing that you could literally stop time and live in that moment for just a little longer. I find that occurring quite frequently these days; wishing that I could somehow bottle a particular look, phrase, or experience so that I could enjoy it again at some point in the future. And somewhat surprisingly, it’s often the insignificant moments that touch you the most. Fisher telling me he prefers cheese on his tofu or when he tells me "slow down daddy...you are going to choke yourself" while I am eating. What a wonderful ride this has been.

Why not? :)

You guys should have seen me at work today. Not to toot my own horn, but I was brilliant. Let me give you a little background; today I have been a stinker...a real stinker. I've been making lots of messes, touching things I'm not supposed to touch, and I even bonked daddy on the head with the baby monitor (that I actually felt bad about). As is to be expected, such conduct got me a number of "time-outs". But I do not see the benefit of these time-outs and I have decided that I am going to try to break mommy and daddy of the habit. So today when daddy put me in time-out I would stand up and try to walk away. But daddy was ready to play hard ball and kept picking me up and placing me right back on my time-out stool. Each time he would say "when you are in time-out you CANNOT get up from your time-out stool." Well, each time he would say that I would look him straight in the eyes, give him a sly little smile, and ask "why not?" After about 4 "why nots?" I could see him starting to crack. He was trying to hold it back, but the giggles were bubbling up. I pulled out all the stops with my last "why not" by throwing in a bunch of my own giggles. Daddy could not hold back and he started laughing. I promptly jumped off my stool and ran back into the front room to start playing again. Game, set, and match!

Me and my pumpkin

As you can probably tell from this picture, I was not particularly happy about having to take a picture with my pumpkin. That is not to imply that I wasn't very excited about my pumpkin. I was! I got to pick it out all by myself. My pre-school set up this wonderful pumpkin patch and each kid was able to pick out their own pumpkin. Pretty great! But, then they made us sit on this bale of hay and take a picture with all that crazy stuff. All I wanted to do was go play with my pumpkin. Which I got to do as soon as the picture was over. I even got to bring the pumpkin home and have been playing with it constantly. Daddy says it is not a ball, but is sure is fun to throw and role it around.

Notice-my finger is not IN my nose!

Hi everyone! As the above picture demonstrates I clearly do not have my finger in my nose. And to be honest, this is a bit of a change. I have just recently figured out that putting a finger in your nose is pretty hilarious. I can't stop laughing. Mommy and daddy don't find it very funny though. That's why I made sure to keep my finger out of my nose for this picture. A finger in the nose isn't worth a time-out.

I did some magic!

Or at least that is my response every time mommy and daddy ask me what I did at pre-school that day. Mommy and daddy were getting a bit concerned and one day they asked my teacher Ms Vicky whether we did magic at school. It was pretty funny, because Mr Vicky said that every day at school Fisher tells us he is doing magic at home. It's all part of my master plan to get them to buy me a magic hat and wand. I actually learned all this magic from my favorite TV show "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse." Goofy does a great trick where he says "hocus pocos" and then pulls stuff out of his hat. It's really cool. I would sure love to do that one day. I've attached a picture of me in the tub with some bubbles on my head.

Tator Tots and Ketchup!

That is a big one!

Who knew they made pumpkins so big?

My trip to the firestation

In addition to eating blueberries and drinking from puddles, I also managed to take a trip to the downtown fire-station last week. Mommy was nice enough to schedule a trip for our whole play group to attend. And for as much as I LOVE firetrucks, I sure was scared of the fire-station. Everything was so big; particularly the firefighters. The one thing I did enjoy at the fire-station was the little fire-tractor they had. You can see from the picture that they let me pretend to drive it. Boy was that fun. I also got to try on a fire-hat and take some pictures with a real firefighter. I can't wait to go back...when I'm just a little bigger.

I'm Back

Hi everyone, sorry for not blogging much lately. I've just gotten over being sick and have also been pretty busy eating blueberries. Yes, that's right, blueberries. Who knew they were so yummy. I have been eating them like crazy. Mommy and daddy get a little worried when I eat them because I tend to shove 4 or 5 in my mouth at a time. They don't seem to understand the flavor explosion that comes with a mouth full of blueberries. One or two just will not cut it. And I'm almost 100 percent sure that the blueberries helped me when I was sick. I'm not sure if mommy and daddy told you, but I was down at the River Market with the girls (the 2 year old laddies I hang with from time to time). I thought the girls would get a kick out of me drinking water out of this big puddle. So I plopped myself in the puddle and starting drinking. Everyone thought it was hilarious...well everyone but mommy. She was not happy. Apparently puddle drinking is neither healthy or socially acceptable. There are so many rules it is hard to keep them all straight. I've attached a picture of me when I wasn't feeling so hot.

Me and my elephant!

Here is my new elephant that mommy and daddy got me for my birthday. I didn't like it at first, but now I think it is a lot of fun.

A crab wonton a day keeps the doctor away

Or at least that is what my fortune cookie told me last night at dinner. Mommy and daddy took me out for Chinese food and it was super yummy. I got to eat teriyaki noodles with chicken. Mommy even let me eat my chicken with something called chopsticks. I am not sure if I used them correctly, but it sure was fun to stab my chicken with the sticks. And when I was done stabbing the chicken I stuck the chopsticks in each end of my straw. I thought that was really funny. On our drive home from dinner I surprised mommy and daddy by asking them “what is the big idea?” when they slowed down to look at a house down the street. Boy did they think that was funny. They are so easily amused.

Here are some pictures from my birthday party at pre-school. My teachers Ms Vicky and Ms. Toni are the best.

You win some...you lose some!

Hi everybody. Well, I've got to admit that today didn't start so well. I was up a little early (6:00am) and thought I would be a nice guy and allow mommy and daddy some extra sleep. Only problem was that I had pooped. Now for most of you going poop is no big ordeal. But you've got to remember I'm still in diapers and trapped in a crib. What was I to do? Quite the conundrum. My options were to either wake mommy and daddy up OR sit in a dirty diaper. But Alas!-I found the perfect solution-I would change my own diaper. Everything started just fine. But once I had my diaper off I quickly realized that I had not thought the whole process through. Specifically, I was lacking a clean diaper. After a few minutes of contemplating my situation I was forced to admit defeat and make a most solemn plea for help. I reluctantly cried out “mommy and daddy I tried to clean it up.” Which to my amazement prompted a most immediate response. It took less than 5 seconds (yes, I can count to five now) for them to hurry into my room. They were not especially happy with my attempted diaper change, and plopped me right into the tub. This means I will probably have to take two baths today. But even though things started ruff, by 8:30 I was at pre-school and all was right in the world. I really love pre-school. When mommy or daddy drop me off I literally push them out the door and say “by mommy/daddy”. Well that is all for now. I hope you all are having a great day.

My Birthday Party!

On Saturday I had my first official birthday party with kids! It was sooooooo much fun! I had 8 friends who came and brought their mommies and daddies. My party was at Baker Park (one of my favorites), and I got pizza, cake, watermelon and lots of presents. Can't beat that with a stick (or a piece of wood). I also enjoyed playing some basketball with my daddy at the end of the party.

I also received many gifts from my Grama and Grampa Muck. I absolutely LOVE my new books and my soccer ball. I'm still not sure why daddy would rather have me kick the ball than throw it, I'll figure out why someday.

After about an hour or two of walking up to the snake and very cautiously touching it with one finger, I determined that the snake would probably not bite me. I'm pretty comfortable wearing him around my neck now. But I still get scared once in a while.

My Birthday Celebration

Well, for once, mommy is "blogging" for me. I think she's got it figured out, but we'll see....

On Friday I turned 2! My birthday celebration began on Friday morning when I walked out to find a huge elephant in my living room that I could ride on. I think mommy and daddy were a lot more excited about it than I was. In fact, I initially said "don't like it", when I first saw it. Perhaps that was a bit harsh; in fact, now I enjoy rocking on it while watching TV. I've named my new elephant Giangi, or maybe John G, I'm not sure how to spell that yet.

Later that evening, I was able to open all of my gifts from my family. One of the first ones I opened from Grammy and Grampa Treps was a snake. Daddy kinda ruined that one for me by pretending to get bit in the neck by it. See above photo. You'd be scared too, right?

An education in noodle eating

We had pasta for dinner tonight. It was fantastic!

Top 3 phrases of the week

“I LOVE TO PLAY”!! That’s what I just loudly announced to mommy and daddy. You should have seen them laugh. But I really do! It’s my favorite thing these days. I love to play with everything; my toys, the furniture, my easel, daddy’s cell phone, mommy’s purse, and anything else I can get my hands on. But let me tell you something I DO NOT LIKE—haircuts. They are the worst. I totally understand why Uncle Ben never cuts his hair. I wish I could get away with that. Mommy wanted to give me a little trim so I would look good for my birthday party this Saturday and you should have heard me yell. You would have thought she was trying to put a dress on me for all the fuss I was making. I just don’t like it. O-yea, that is the other phrase I’ve been using a lot the past week-“I don’t like it”. I find it to be useful for all sorts of occasions. For instance, when I’m not happy with dinner or a particular bedtime story isn’t up to snuff I’ll announce “I don’t like it.” My 3rd favorite phrase of the week is “it’s kinda shakey”. It also has lots of uses. I first used it to describe the towers I was building with my blocks. But more recently I’ve realized that lots of things are “kinda shakey.” For instance, just this evening I took a bath and I myself felt kinda shakey. That’s all for now. I attached a picture of me giving mommy a kiss tonight. Are we not the cutest.

Me on the phone!

Just in case you wondered what I look like when you talk to me on the cell phone. I take my phone conversations very seriously.