A boy can’t even take a lay down on the couch without his mother taking a picture. Sheesh.

A boy can’t even take a lay down on the couch without his mother taking a picture. Sheesh.

This is my curb. I like to sit on it and hang out.


Yesterday, we headed up to Milwaukie, Oregon on a warm, sunny day. We checked out a little cafe and walked around Main Street. We even found a cool soda fountain, but I wouldn’t let Mommy take my picture there because the ceiling fans were freakin’ me out.



I haven’t been in an art mood lately, but I suddenly wanted to paint the other day. So Mommy got out the paints and this new thing called glitter. Judging from the shiny gold dust that’s permanently all over our floors, that may not be happening again.

Did I forget my pants again??

I am playing cars with Mommy at the dinner table.
Me: Heart [the pink car from Tayo] needs a new engine. I give her a new engine.
Mommy: Oh, I think she needs a new battery, too.
Me: And she needs wiper fluid. And maybe some oil.
Mommy: You know, I think she may need a new catalytic converter, too.
Me: Oh no! She ran out of money!
Mommy finally convinced me to go to the library with her and, lo and behold, there’s a train set!

Our window ledge has the worst traffic. There’s always a red light and no one ever gets to go home.
(By the way, I’ve been in a “no pants” phase for the last few days.)

For Grandma and Grandpa’s last day in Oregon, we headed to Southwest Portland and walked around the Multnomah Village area. There was a big toy store with an awesome train set (I’m starting to get into trains now!) and a bookstore Daddy likes. Grandma and Grandpa told me I could pick out any toy I wanted, so I headed over to the ol’ car section and chose a cool gray and orange Porsche 911. And they bought me four new books, too. Thanks, Grandma and Grandpa!

