Little J and I

Grandma got to go to Dallas. I got boots.

Hey there. It's me. I've been busy. The Easter Bunny came yesterday and left me all sorts of goodies. That's me in the center of the picture... the one wearing "Center of the Universe" pajamas. Speaking of "Center of the Universe" it seems there will be some competition soon. My Uncle Chris and Aunt Michelle are going to have a baby in November. Drats, I'll have to share Christmas with my cousin.

I went to this place called The Jungle. Grandma threw me in a huge tub of balls.

Wow, white cake, lemon filling, and lots of gooey frosting. Notice how I feed myself. I know I'm a bit messy but I do know how to use a spoon. I really wanted these boots for my birthday but they didn't have my size. Anyway I met a bunch of new friends at the boot store. And I remembered to brush my teeth after eating cake.

Too busy to keep up with the blog. Busy learning to walk. That's right. I have it mastered. All the way across the room. Ha ha - I'm gonna catch those kitties and wrap their fluffly tails around my little fist. I would have new pictures up here but Grandma seems to be getting a bit worn out. She promises they will appear soon.

Last weekend I got to go to Chapel of the Chimes with my 2nd cousin to put flowers on all the niches of our dead relatives. Afterward we went to her Grandma's house. We had lots of fun there. Grandma and I brush our teeth every night. Sometimes I just get so tired I poop out on Grandpa's stomach. Other than that, I just had my eleven month check up. I weight a little over 20 pounds and am doing everything right on time. I get to eat real food now and there are rumors that they are going to take away my bottle. We'll see about that. Oh yeah, I walk two or three steps now before I fall down.

This was my first Christmas. I got some toys from Santa. But most of all I got lots of clothes from the relatives. That is a good thing because all I had to wear on Christmas Eve were these silly red shoes. I've been trying to walk but I fall down everytime I let go of my walker. I think I'll have it mastered before the New Year; then I'll give the walker to the poor boys. Don't tell anyone but Grandpa gave me an m&m at Christmas and Daddy gave me a Candy Cane. Grandma must have found out though because she made me brush all my eight teeth. But that wasn't so bad because the toothpaste tastes like apples and bananas.