I am monkey man.

There truly is a reason that all of my toddler friends have the nickname "monkey."

rub-a-dub-dub

and this video will be boring even for my grandparents.

. . . and in flew enza

At roughly 3:20 a.m. this morning, I woke up crying, mom was vomiting in the trash can by her bed, and dad had just passed out in the bathroom.

The snow began around daybreak and dad just got back from digging the car out of 6 inches of snow only to have to park it 3 blocks away so that it doesn't get towed on the street.

Dad has hope though since this is the first morning this week that I haven't vomited everything he fed me.

Moral of this story: Get the flu vaccines.

So much Trouble.

tarnish.
silver gets it.
age just brings it.

Mom works at this place where she has to polish silver often. She said that it has convinced her never to own any silver of her own.

She especially hates to clean tea sets. All those parts, pieces, and decor. And the real kicker is that once all of the tarnish is removed, the tea set is about 10 times harder to photograph with its high ability to reflect.

It got me thinking that sometimes we go to so much trouble to get the junk off things of value.
I think it's those days that we feel our good intentions were, in fact, good.

The house next to ours looks haunted. Well. Okay. It looked haunted. It was dark brown, with rotting wood and ivy creeping into the cracks. The two porches looked like they were ready to collapse. A few men and a woman have been working on it for the past month. They've cut and pasted white siding on the walls and chopped up both porches. The third story was frightening to watch them side as they dug trenches in the snow for their ladders and balanced their wood planks on tree limbs. And, again, it just got me thinking that sometimes we go to so much trouble to cover up something rather awful.

And perhaps those are the moments in life when we know exactly what we are and we're face to face to the reality that our thoughts and actions and our dark heart is the same haunted house no matter what color of siding we wear.

So may you see your heart of darkness (to reference Conrad), and may you put on the righteousness of Christ, which is so brilliant that no lens could take the image in.

And do it because God has gone to so much trouble.

You can thank my Pop Pop Zel for this one

They put it with Rembrandt's early works. That's right.

first

Here's my first painting.
I call it "Arabian Sunset over the Turbulent River."
Mom gave me paints in the tub and I went at it. Then I ate the blue paint.
Happy Saturday folks.

Forts.

Everyone needs their own fort.
This one is mine.
If you decide to borrow it, please lock it up at night and shovel the walkway when it snows.
Thank you.

What a Day.

As a one-and-a-half-year-old political junkie, I am celebrating this momentous day. I may not agree with all Obama has to say, but I do celebrate the greatness of today.

Here are some pics Mom took from her window at work. It's a gorgeous sight up here right now.

caught on camera

Mom took these pics and giggled when she saw them. This is my aunt Dee-Dee and her daughter, Sara, being more similar than they think they are!

Parents.

Rate your Sunday. . .On the Internet

Here ya go folks; you can even rate your church now. I must say that even in my 18 month, plus 9 month old brain, that this is a bit out there. Just click here.

You can pick your nose

Well friends. . . You can pick your fiends, and you can pick your nose. But you can't pick the carrots out of your friend's nose.

My mother says that I've been blessed to be born into a family with a long line of goofy women.

How many kool-aid packets would it take to turn the Great Lakes into kool-aid?

If you're bored and looking for some amusement on a snowy day, here's a fun link for you. Just click here. By the way, I didn't check them all out to see if they're appropriate. Most of the questions seem harmless. Have fun.

Asher. V. & Me.

Air and Space

(NASM SI 93-14656 )

The first spank'in new magazine came today and I sat and read it with pride. I browsed the articles and thanked my grandfather Zel for the Air & Space subscription. Some may gawk at the idea of a toddler reading Air & Space, but let me ask you this: Have you ever met a toddler before that was campaigning for the presidency?

I met with Obama over lunch today to discuss Gaza as well as his recent pic for the CIA headship. He is seriously considering my opinion on elevating the organization Toddlers for the Advancement of Ski Programs for Infants and Toddlers to a national status.

Also, He is looking into getting an exception made for me when it comes to the podiums I'll need to use 4 years from now when I am president. You may know from the tele that the average president is slightly taller than me.

Vienna and ......

okay. if you know my family, this won't look weird at all.

Ashley and Simeon Strike Again

Hanging out with the Rodriguez Family

Tamara asked Mom to take a Christmas photo for them. Here are some pics from the evening while we hung out. Ashley and I chill together about once a week but this was the first time I was seeing her new apartment. The walls were great for photos!



Victor, Ashley, and Tamara.

Godt Nyttår!

Szczesliwego Nowego Roku!

I decided since the snow has trickled and dumped in again that I would take a moment this New Year's Day to remember when I didn't even need socks on my cute piglet toes! (hence the pic above!) I'm just going to pretend that I live in Central America and that this picture was taken over Christmas (Great Momma Moore is in the pic too!).

Sun Leen Fai Lok!