A PB&J Train Sandwich!!!

Have you ever had a train sandwich? They are the best. As most of you know I really like trains. So being able to turn trains into something I eat is just great. I almost lost it the other day at the grocery store when I saw a Thomas the Train birthday cake. That's the ultimate train food.

Movie Time

The other evening daddy and I decided to relax on the couch and watch the movie Ratatouille. I loved it! Mommy said we were two peas in a pod. I didn't understand that one, because I love peas, but daddy doesn't like them one bit.

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Jumping in the Pool!

The key to a good pool jump is airtime. As you can see, I got some major hops.

This wasn't quite as graceful, but sure was fun!I call this the Superman Jump!

Anchors away!

Swim Lessons!

My favorite part of swimming lessons is jumping into the pool. I could do it over and over again. The video isn't great, but I'm the one on the right.

Here I am doing a little swimming and bubble blowing. I have a really great swim teacher.

Meatballs to You!!!

I know what it means...do you? I say it all the time and poor mommy and daddy have no clue.

Last Day of School

Thursday was my last day of school at Trinity. I brought presents to all of my teachers. Mommy made some earrings and I made them each a card. They all thought the earrings were beautiful and they wanted to give me a big hug for some reason. I was more interested in taking a drink out of the water fountain. But I will miss Trinity a lot. It was a great school and they did a wonderful job of teaching me all sorts of new stuff. Here are two art projects I worked on this week.

Bon Appétit...no tortilla necessary

I have come to the conclusion that far too many of our culinary decisions in this country involve an excessive use of bread. For instance, when you are craving a peanut butter and jelly sandwich what ingredients are really bringing you to the table? The peanut butter and jelly of course! Yet, for some reason we feel the need to complicate these two wonderful ingredients with bread, bread, and more bread. Same thing with a quesadilla, only this time the culprit it a tortilla. That's why I have developed a new technique for eating quesadillas and PB&J sandwiches. You dive right into the good stuff. Now, don't get me wrong, I love bread and buns. In fact, I have been known to eat 3 or 4 hot dog buns as a snack. But I eat them plain...uncle ben style.

The Next Great Political Scientist?

Here is a video of me identifying some of the major politicos of the 2008 presidential race. Daddy was pretty impressed that I could identify a picture of Barack Obama in the newspaper. I did the same thing at Sam's Club a few days ago when I pointed out to daddy that they had a copy of Barack Obama's book on the shelf. You should have seen the look on the face of the woman standing next to us. Dare to hope!

Happy 4th of July!!

Happy 4th of July everyone. Today we got up early to go to the annual Hillcrest 4th of July parade. It is just a block away from our house and all the kids from the area get dressed up and ride their bikes, strollers, or walk.

As you can see a lot of people show up for the parade. I wore my cool 4th of July sunglasses. I am so patriotic.

This is my friend Allison. She thought I needed a drink of juice.

Leading the parade was this firetruck. It was a little scary, but I sure do love firetrucks.

Car Wash

I noticed that our car was looking a little dirty this morning, so daddy and I decided to give it a wash. I was in charge of the hose.

I've got potty power!

I've decided that it's time to think about moving beyond diapers. I did not come to this decision easily and I must admit I have yet to fully commit to the practice, but it seems like the right thing to do. And as you can see, the one clear benefit is all the great songs you can sing on the potty. I promise to keep you updated on the progress.

If you're happy and you know it...pick your nose!

I am in the midst of some very serious potty training sessions. However, I find that a joke here or there makes the experience a whole lot more fun.

Did a miss a spot?

Mommy got me a toy shaving kit. It's a lot of fun. I'm very careful to make sure that I don't miss a spot.

Is that Uncle Ben?

Here I am looking through some pictures from mommy and daddy's trip out to see Uncle Ben graduate with his Masters Degree. As you can see, I am an expert at identifying everyone in the pictures...particularly Uncle Ben.

Father's Day With Daddy

What a fun day today was! It was Father's Day and daddy and I got to spend the whole day together. We went to the park, played cars, and then went out for a super Father's Day dinner at Olive Garden. It was a great dinner. All the bread sticks I could eat! I probably ate a few too many and didn't have much room left for my pasta. Yet, somehow I managed to find a bit more room a few minutes later when it was time for dessert. I ordered a chocolate sundae and mommy and daddy order something called tiramisu. Funny thing, I ended up really enjoying the tiramisu and worked out a trade with daddy for my sundae. He didn't seem to mind. Who knew that custard and cake could taste so wonderful together. By the way, daddy says given all the nice things I have just said about Olive Garden (free commercial) it seems only fair for them to offer some form of compensation (free appetizer???). He claims my blog readership is skyrocketing and they (Olive Garden) can afford it. All in all, it was a wonderful day. Mommy and daddy also want to wish their Mommy and Daddy's a happy Mother's and Father's day!

Toot-Toot-Chuga-Chuga-Big Red Car

A new favorite song of mine.

Fisher Car Wash

I was trying to wash my trucks in the backyard, when daddy decided to try and give ME a car wash. I was in no mood for it and quickly set things straight.

How about some peanutbutter.

After having finished the watermelon, I was still a little hungry. I thought why not try a little peanut butter. It got messy, but man, that's some good stuff.

Now that's how you eat a watermelon

I know what you are thinking. That is one big piece of watermelon. How could somebody so little eat such a big piece of watermelon? Well obviously you have no idea just how much I love watermelon...but even for me this is a lot of watermelon. It's going to take everything I've got!

They said it couldn't be done. But they have never seen a Fisher go to work on a piece of watermelon. That's one for the history books.

Our trip to the grocery store

It all started innocent enough. Daddy and I were taking a trip to the grocery store to pick up some spaghetti sauce for our dinner that night. Because we only needed that one item, we didn’t need to use a shopping cart. Instead, I asked daddy whether I could ride on his shoulders in the store. He said yes and our adventure had begun. We made our way to the spaghetti sauce aisle and as daddy contemplated all the different varieties, I began to eye-up the cans of corn, peas, and green beans behind us. When daddy backed up ever so slightly to allow another customer through the aisle I grabbed a can of corn and tipped it off the shelf. Daddy quickly turned to watch the can of corn fall directly on his toe and then bounce perfectly back onto the self as if it had been carefully placed there by the stocker. It was pretty amazing and daddy wasn’t quite sure how it happened. Daddy told me not to do that again, but I absolutely wanted to see if I could do that again…wouldn’t you? We moved to the other side of the aisle to grab a can of spaghetti sauce. As daddy reached to grab one, I did the same, but instead of grabbing one can, I started tipping multiple cans off the shelf. Daddy clearly wasn’t happy about any of this and started yelling “Stop Fisher!” Buy you must remember that I am still on daddy’s shoulders and thus in a very advantageous position. Daddy was in a tough spot; trying to hold on to me while simultaneously catch falling jars of spaghetti sauce. Daddy did a wonderful job keeping up at first. I think he managed to catch the first 5 jars (and not drop me). But when I tipped the 6th jar off the shelf daddy had run out of places to put them. The jar headed straight for the ground, but instead of bouncing off daddy’s toe, it just smashed on the floor. Daddy was not happy and his shoes and socks were covered with sauce. After he put all the jars back on the shelf, we had a very serious talk about grocery store etiquette. I was afraid daddy was going to cancel our trip to the movie theater, but he didn’t and I learned one heck of a lesson…spaghetti sauce jars don’t bounce.