Monday, August 29, 2011

Chatterbox

"Winding down"

Mom thinks it's bed time.


I have other ideas.


Notice the blur of the camera as it tries to keep up with me.


Still not ready? Nope!

Visitor

Mookie's House had a visitor recently. His name's Patrick and he's a little older than me. In fact, he even eats real cookies! Can you believe it?


His parents are ultra-marathoners. And as you can see from the picture below of my Dad sitting on the couch eating in his pajamas... Anyway, Mom and Dad watched Patrick while his parents competed.

Dad was excited because Patrick can walk if you have him hang on to the stroller and push. Don't worry Dad. I'm training as hard as I can and it won't be long until I can walk too. Patrick showed me some tricks!

Monday, August 22, 2011

New Discovery


Did I ever tell you guys that Thomas Edison grew up in the town where my parents got married? Coincidence? You tell me.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Action Packed Weekend

I have so much to catch you guys up on from my exciting weekend.


On Friday, Uncle Danny and Crissy were in town so I was able to meet up with them and have some lunch. We ate some Burmese food, which was really tasty. My mom sampled everything, which was kind of cool, except the next day I tooted a lot. Maybe curry flavored milk just isn't for me.... By the way, Happy Birthday Uncle Danny!




The next day, I was invited to a pool party. It was my first time swimming, but I was a total natural. I can't wait to go again!



Then, we headed down to So Cal. I stayed in Uncle Danny's room and checked out all of his instruments.


I was exhausted at this point so I crashed on the couch with Mom for a little while.



I was so happy to spend a lot of quality time with Baba. He even got dressed up for me.



Ruba's family came over too. We all knew Ruba was nice, but I was so excited to meet the rest of her awesome family.


Of course, Uncle Wael was there too. I really appreciated that even though he was so busy at the hospital, he made time to see me and my mom. What a guy!


The person I spent most time with in So Cal was Battah. She is so much fun. She fed me all sorts of food that my mom wouldn't let me have. She even let me splash around in a fountain. It's like there are no rules when I'm around this lady!


I had so much fun and I can't wait to hang out with everyone again soon!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Bedtime story

My dad told me a bedtime story tonight that I thought I would share with you guys. Here goes.

Once upon a time there was a very special lady. She was strong and tough and sometimes even a little mean, when she had to be. In fact, Dad said she reminded him of some other tough ladies who did some very important things in history.

But she also had a soft side, if you got to know her. One of the things she liked to do was crochet afghans. She'd get started and just go for hours at a time, row after row, blanket after blanket, until she ran out of yarn. Then she would buy some more yarn and start all over again. When she got a new bundle of yarn she would have her grandson unravel the whole thing and then roll it back up into a big ball. For whatever reason that was the way she liked it.

When she got older, after her kids moved out of the house and she retired from the factory, she had a lot of time on her hands - especially after her husband died. Which of course meant she started knitting more and more. Once, she started knitting a baby blanket for a great grandchild. By this time she had gotten a lot older and her mind wasn't as strong as it once was, but she was still tough and she could knit as well as ever. Her tired old hands would work so fast you would think she was a teenager working in the factory again.

Her son knew something she didn't know. While she had only one great grandchild, he knew that others were on the way, even if she might not be around long enough to get to know them. So when she finished the first blanket, he got her some more yarn and told her to keep going. She didn't ask any questions, she just kept knitting and knitting so fast the blankets seemed to finish themselves.

Finally, after she finished the third blanket, she stopped. And then she slowly drifted away, having lived an extraordinary life during some of the most amazing times in America's history. And those three blankets? No one knows where they went. But Dad says sometimes at night, if you close your eyes real tight and if you fall into a deep deep sleep, you can almost feel one of them snuggle you up and keep you warm. And when you do, you're supposed to think about that little old lady sitting there making that blanket, not sure who she was even making it for, but doing it with the same love and bullheaded determination that she showed in everything she did.

And that's my story. Dad seemed pretty chocked up when he told me this story tonight. Not sure why. I'm actually not even sure why he told me that story tonight. But it was a good one, don't you think?

Anyway, goodnight Dad. Goodnight Grandpa. And goodnight Great Grandma, wherever you are...

Monday, August 8, 2011

The Great Outdoors

On our way home from the grocery store, my mom let me play in the grass for a little while.




This is definitely my new favorite thing.









Gimme That!

I think it's about time I get my own iPhone.


Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Update from Charlie

You guys remember my friend Charlie, right?


Here's a remix!


A dramatic re-enactment


And a shout out to Mom's people!

Update from Graham

You guys remember my friend Graham, right? It's been a while since we checked in with him.


And check out what he's been up to. I swear I saw this image airbrushed onto a van. Maybe Mom can get me one of these blankets for my room.