Little J and I

Hey there, I got to go on an adventure with Grandma and Grandpa. First of all, they woke me up in the middle of my night and put me in this tiny room that rolled and jerked all night. I did enjoy looking out the window at all the lights. It was fun watching Grandpa try to climb up into the upper berth. I slept good and in the morning I got to check out the upper berth. We visited one of Grandma's best friends in Vancouver. I got to lounge around with the big bear. We visited FAO Schwarz in Seattle. I saw lots of big bears there. Maybe I'll get one for Christmas. I slept eleven hours during the trip home. It was quite an exhausting adventure and I got a bit of a cold but I am feeling better now. Tomorrow is my first Thanksgiving and I have my eye on a big turkey drumstick. I can handle it. Really.

My Great Grandpa was a preacher. One day he sent this brochure out to all his parishioners. Jason is my Dad.

Grandma thinks it's still Halloween. Don't you think I look like a jailbird in this gettup? Notice that I stand quite well. That's my own private basket of toys that stays at Grandmas.

Here's the latest. We have been having this hot weather. Here it is October when I understand it should be rainy and cold. But no, it's hot. I prefer to be naked. But Grandma got this big idea that I should dress up in these clothes. It didn't make me happy. Plus Halloween is still a few days a way. I think she just wanted to make sure you all saw this.

My hair has grown and turned color. Grandma and Grandpa think this is funny. I am not amused.

Before Grandma took off for her Red Hat Weekend, she had me overnight. She bought this silly hat, put it on my head, and started calling me Crazy Googenhand. Meanwhile I chewed on a couple of teething biscuits and out popped more teeth. I now have six of the and I can bite. Watch out.

There's no stopping me now. I have taken over Grandma's entire apartment. I crawl with the speed of lightning and the cats flee with newborn energy. I laugh to see them jump up high, out of my way. Just wait, I'll figure out how to get up there too. Grandma seems a little frantic. She keeps grabbing all the good stuff and setting it up high or packing it away from me. I tried to get into the cupboards but they were all sealed tight with those plastic jobbies. At least they could let me have the pots and pans. I'd be quiet with them. I promise. Hey I get to eat real food too. Last night I had the most scrumptious cup of Potato Cheese soup at Marie Callendars. I got lots of attention because the waitress brought a big yellow balloon - I am sure my screetches of glee didn't disturb anyone around me. They liked it too, didn't they?