Yankees Down South

Yee-haw! This weekend Jennifer and Rob, friends of Mom and Dad came all the way from Boston to visit me! Mom and Dad say that's Yankee-land. They brought their kids, Julian and Isabella and we all had lots of fun playing together. I showed them a little of my town since this was their first time in Charleston. I'll make Southerners out of them yet!



Yup, here I am, just hanging out with the guys...



We all went on a horse-drawn carriage ride. Here's Jeff. He's my friend. He's got big teeth, but my bite is sharper.



Here I am on the carriage with Mom and Julian. He's my buddy, holding my hand and making me laugh...



That's Zig, my horse. One day I'll have my own draft horse.

Slippin' and Slidin'

A few days ago mom made blueberry pancakes for breakfast. I want more, now. Bring some here, right here:



Okay, I think I've had enough, finally:



Yeah, that was definitely enough. Now I want a nap. Thanks:



A few days later when it was wicked hot and the AC burned out, someone brought home this crazy plastic thing with the face of a monster and the ability to squirt water upwards. It was really weird, and a bit scary at first, but once I got used it I had fun.









Mom and dad say that to adhere to the regulations of of the FBI, CIA, NDBSA, etc., they can't post any videos of my naked backyard water antics. Sorry!

Cooking Part II

Who knows? Maybe I'll be the next James or Marcella or Julia or Francois...

Finn the Hero

Apparently I'm quite legendary in Ireland. See? Auntie Cara brought me these books from her trip to Ireland and they are all about ME!

Independence Day

Today is the 4th of July! Mom and Dad took us out for lunch and I got to watch the boats and dolphins and gulls while I ate my chile. Later that night we went to Auntie Heather's house and I got to play with my buddy Luke; afterwards there were fireworks and this year as a big boy I even stayed awake to watch them. It was awesome!





(Yup, I celebrated Independence Day by showing off my walking independence...)

Rollin' rollin' rollin'

Whew with gas prices skyrocketing, pleasure rides like this may be a thing of the past.







Auntie Heather taught be how to drive stick shift; when I'm older I'll give her a ride in my red convertible...