Pet Parade

This passed weekend, Mommy and Daddy took me to a pet parade. To be honest, I really wouldn't have minded just staying in and watching some TV.




Mommy, Daddy and I sat on the lawn near a road and a church. It was a little chilly, so I kept Mommy warm.




I was a little worried about it, because when it started, the guy leading the parade was squeezing his cat(?) so much it was making this horrible sound.



These big red trucks drove by.


They were loud and scary.



Then I realized they weren't going to hurt me, so I was alright.


The parade even had mini-Vader.


This guy was not a part of the parade, seriously.


It was all pretty fun.

Bye bye for now, I love you!

Fearless

So, I have this ducky. One time, Mommy handed it to me, and a spider crawled out of it's mouth. But I'm not afraid of it. See:



Bye bye for now, I love you!

Where have I been?

Here I am!



It's been a busy month since Easter. Sorry I haven't posted, believe me, I'm sad about it too.




It's been only a month, but I've done so many things in that time.


I figured out how to eat cereal now. I even sit at the dining room table.








Also, Uncle Dave was in town because I got baptized. I had to wear a dorky white suit, but it was still nice.


They were a lot of people there, and I'm glad I got to see all of you. Thanks for coming.

While he was in town, Uncle Dave and I played a lot. Once he left I got to catch up on some sleep, so I slept all the way until 8:45 in the morning. I went to bed at 8:30 the previous day! That's a lot of sleep.


It was fun playing with Uncle Dave, but also nice when we just lounged around.



Also last month, Mommy and I went to visit my Paw Steve at his work. He fixes airplanes, like this one here:

It's sad because it's broken.


All the people there thought I was cute, and rightly so, because I am. Mostly, they were just sitting around drinking coffee. Unfortunately, I didn't get to meet the test pilot. She had the day off to get a new hair-do. See:


Also, Mommy, Grammy and I met Daddy for lunch near his work one day last week. We had a picnic.




When we got home, I was so hot, so I just hung out in my undies.


Then, just yesterday, I managed to move myself forward on the floor. Daddy figured I inched forward about 18" to 24". I was pretty tired afterwards. That's a lot of work for a 4½ month old.

Here's where I started:


And here's where I ended up:


Seriously, I moved myself that far, with no help from Mommy, Daddy, or anyone else. (Well, Mommy provided some encouraging words, but no other help.) Daddy says it won't be too much longer until I'm mowing the lawn. I can't wait!

Bye bye for now, I love you!