Hey! We just heard! Aunt Cetta and Uncle Josh are going to have a new baby boy! Cousin Tyler will have a little brother! We'll have a new cousin! Hooray for all of us!
Blake and I can find lots of fun places to play. Like this boot basket. He's holding on for dear life because it's really a hot air balloon we're in and we're flying high above the ground. Can't you see it? Oh, yeah. You're not a kid! Right?
Sometimes, when we're really worn out, or "tired-ed" as Blake says, Mommy has us nap together. I think she just likes to see the two of us being quiet at the same time!
At my Birthday Party we all made our own Play-Doh. Here my friend Brian and I are paying close attention to Miss Leslie so we don't mistakenly concoct some sort of toxic soup or a new plastic explosive. What a fun time! Can't you tell?
Mommy, can Blake and I go in and pet the deer? Can we ride them? Do they bite? Where are their antlers? What do they eat? How old are they? Do they ever let them out? Where did they come from? Are they the same as the ones in our back yard at home? Mommy?
Here I am eagerly waiting for Bonnie to begin to do my first manicure. Nana took us all to visit her friend Bonnie's beauty salon in Needham. It was fun and my nails look beautiful!
I'm showing my little brother, Blake, how to operate this Bob the Builder digger ride here at Chuck E. Cheese's place. Blake's only half my age, and I go to school, so I have to be the one to help show him how to do all these things, you know!
Blake and I were at Chuck E. Cheese's with Nana, Grandma and Papa and see who came over to see me! Chuck E. Cheese, himself! We hugged, but I think he's bashful. He never said a word to anyone!
I'm listening in partial disbelief about how I'm supposed to make my own Play-Doh. Make my own? Why? Are we importing contaminated Play-Doh so now I have to make my own? Have they suspended all the child labor laws? Will I have to make my own dirt next? What kind of birthday party is this? I'm four now, so I have to think about all these things. Can't we just play musical chairs?
Now watch closely Blake. I'll show you how to really have a blast and enjoy this outer space ride. Okay? Blake? Aren't you excited and thrilled? Blake?
Here I'm helping Blake blow out the candle on his Santa Birthday Cake. He's only two, you know! By the way. I personally decorated the cake especially for him. Too bad you can't get a much better look at it. I found it devastatingly lovely, even if I do say so, myself.