7.24.2014

In Flight Entertainment

Bay likes to fly, and Jack likes to throw things.


He asks his dad to fly him several times a day.


Now Casey & Baylor...


enjoy flying together.




7.20.2014

I'm Taking Over.


Guys. Mom is behind on blogging and my entire childhood is at risk of going along undocumented.

I mean, can you imagine? A world where I go unblogged for minutes, hours, DAYS on end?


How depressing.


WAIT! I have an IDEA!


I WILL BLOG FOR HER! Ha haaaaa.


Whoa, whoa. Just keep your skirts on- don't get too excited.


That's better. Ok, here we go.

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Guess what!?


They finally fed me.


REAL FOOD!


It was deee-lish.


Tee hee!


Saw my Nannie.


That lady is HILLARIOUS.


Must be where I get it from.


Oh yeah. My dad sent this pic to mom one morning while she was at work & she texted back really fast "LUKE! THAT ISN'T SAAAAAAFE!" So then?


I got moved to floor.  Which is soooo boring.


Ya know how my brother is all into trucks & stuff?


Well we went to Dozer Days to look at real live trucks.


These two got hats and cotton candy.


And I did not.


Mom took the three of us to the doctor.


Bay was like, "Let me tell you--


---ONE thing.


There's gonna be shots."


Then he started foaming at the mouth.


aaaand drooling.


Guess what. He was right. Shots for both Jo & I. I think the doc thought he was rabid because he didn't have to get a single shot.


Oh! I had my first Easter.  We took pics in the parking lot at church and dad was soooo mad he had to carry all the purses.


These two clowns got lots of candy.


And I did not.


However I did get something.


A new SWIM SUIT! Which I obviously look totes adorbs in.

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Aaaand got my special jellycat bunny!


I named her Rosie Rabbit.


She's not so tasty.


But she IS good for snuggling.


Time for a sibling update. This is Jo. She turned FIVE!


Here we are having a BLAST while she pushes me on my swing. She is safe and predictable.


My brother, on the other hand...


is neither safe,


nor predictable.


And YOU GUYS-!


Why can't the boy keep PANTS ON!?


and you should hear what passes for jokes with him!


For instance, "Knock knock."


"Who's there?"

"Interrupting cow on my HEAD!" No really- that is how he tells jokes. They make no sense.


Lately Dad & Mom have been leaving me to eat grass while everyone works in the yard.


Well, some people work and some people just push around dirt with their construction trucks to make it look like they are working.  I asked mom why everyone was so busy in the yard and she said because we were having a PARTY!


And I was like, "Yessss! I am AWESOME at parties!"


And then, because I was SO excited, I was like, "Throw your hands in the air..."


"...and wave 'em like you just don't caaaaaaaaare."


So all of Grammy's peeps came into town for the big par-tay.


And they plopped me on to Jo's lap for a kid pic.


And the grown ups were trying to get all the kids to sit still and Aunt Nancy even tried to show us all how to sit politely but Xavier was all anxious, Brooke was all impatient, Casey was confused about why he had to stop mowing the lawn with the bubble mower (spoiler alert Casey, it doesn't actually mow the lawn) and I think Julie was talking smack to Baylor and he was NOT having it.  Jo wasn't paying attention (big surprise) and I was pretty sure Baylor or Julie or both were going to throw it down 2-year-old tantrum style.


And then Julie was like, "BAYLOR I'M NOT ABOUT TO TAKE THIS FROM YOU!" And Baylor pretended like he didn't know what she was talking about and it got kinda awkward so Jo & I pretended like we weren't watching.


And then Julie stormed off.  And Casey was still kind of confused about the mower, and Baylor was looking for a way to make this whole thing not his fault and Brooke was distracted by a toy with a few measley moving parts and Xavier I guess had just resigned himself to sit still like his mom was asking him to.  So basically, no cute cousin picture, but who didn't see that coming!?


Ok. I'm out. Until next time, may your feedings be frequent and your diapers dry my friends.