oscar buzz

Hi all,

Sorry it has taken me a few days to get this post out...Oscar after-parties...you know how it is.

Anyway, here are a few pics of me...

The long awaited Arrival:

being hounded by a fan:


and enjoying the show from my front row seat:

Yes, I am definitely the best dressed male. But it is no contest between us guys. We all wear tuxedos so we can be beautiful backdrops for the ladies. Unfortunately my beautiful mother is not in this shot.

Also, a big shout out to Ryan Seacrest for encouraging the stars to breastfeed. Who knew he was a La Leche League member?

why isn't it teethbrushes?

Yes, I am teething again. That is the big news of the day. Never mind that some guy on a little island nearby is finally stepping down from power, I'm getting more teeth!!!!!! And it is not fun!

My mother didn't even notice the bulging bump on my upper gum. She just happened to give me some Orajel to see if that would calm me down yesterday. Her thinking was, "If it works, he's teething, if not...oh well, a little numbness won't hurt you". But later that day, my father informed her that there was indeed a tooth trying to pry its way out from under my gums.

And that is what brings me to this question: if tooth becomes teeth in the plural form, why doesn't a toothbrush become teethbrushes when pluralized?

a message from cupid

raucus caucus

Today was the day that us Washingtonians got to voice our opinion about who should be the Democratic nominee for president. After a leisurely swim in the morning, my dad and I, along with some neighbors who hitched a ride, headed over to our caucus. Now, I had never been to one of these things before so I wasn't sure what to expect. But, basically it was a meeting where folks write down their presidential preference, it is counted up and delegates are alloted based on the percentage of support each candidate has. What did I just say? I didn't know I knew all of those words!

Anyway...this is what it looked like in pictures:

We were in the gym of a local elementary school.

This was our precinct meeting area. This man was trying to convince us to vote for Hillary.





These chairs were not very baby-friendly...

so I just tried to participate from the floor.

All in all it was a great day. My mom and dad and I got to meet more of our neighbors. Obama won the majority of delegates. And my mom ended up being a delegate for Senator Barack Obama.

p.s. Obama was in Seattle yesterday where he spoke at our basketball arena. It was packed to capacity within 15 minutes of the doors being opened, with 17,072 Obamaites. We were outside with another 5,000 people listening in the rain. He actually stopped outside first and said a few words to us via a megaphone! The energy was awesome!

¡SUPER Tuesday!

"GoOOOOOOOBAMA"

Just wanted to say hello to all on Super Tuesday! Of course, "super" refers to the many states expressing their choice for Democratic and Republican presidential nominees today. But, let me remind you, if you are not keeping track, it is also a super Tuesday because today is my 9 month birthday! Someday I hope to celebrate my birthday with dancing as good as this guy. Until then, I'll settle for crawling.

odds and ends

I've been trying to put together a post about this, and then I change my mind and try that... and then before you know it, another day has passed and I still haven't said a word to my adoring fans. So I will bluster on through writer's block during a writer's strike and who knows....this could be the best post yet! I'm just going to string together random thoughts and throw in a photo here and there.

Last week I shared my ability to stand myself up, but I left out the bad part...I couldn't get down once I pulled myself up. I took a few hard falls but I'm very excited to report that I am learning to fall, "but I ain't got wings so coming down is the hardest thing" (hey Tom Petty's song makes sense now). I either bend my knees and kneel down gently, begin to sit and my bottom catches me, or, when I've forgotten that I need to hold on with at least one hand, I tense my shoulders and neck muscles and usually catch my head before it whacks the floor. But let's move on to less painful topics.

This week I had some time to do some cleaning . I filed all the household paperwork.

And cleaned out some of the kitchen cabinets. I can never find what I am looking for in there.




And I am working on my slight of hand with the Shell Game. So if I ever go to New York, I can make a buck or two.


Now, here are some of my guy friends.


This is Otto.
He is older than me so I mostly watch him as he runs circles around me.





This is Victor. We are neighbors so our moms make us hang out a lot. But it's o.k. 'cuz he's a cool guy.




And this is Ryan. He is a riot. He loves to screech, and like me, he appreciates the fine sound of a plastic bowl scraped against tile.