Thursday, December 8, 2011

The Catwalk

On the 22nd Dad and I headed to dinner at Greats Aunt Nancy & Uncle John's house along with Great Uncle Frank, G&G D, GGD, Aunt Kelly and Aunt Darcy.
GmaD brought over a few toys for me to play with. Not Dad, mind you, but GmaD. Guess that just goes to show you where I rank with each of them. One of my faves are my "paper" dolls which are wisely made of wood so I have a harder time destroying them. GGD wanted to know what I was doing so I had one of my girls work the runway for her. I'm not sure whether GGD is petting me or trying to fix my hair (good luck there!) That's the nice thing about having all of these curls; pretty low maintenance, or at least that's how Dad approaches the situation.
After Dinner I took a position between GmaD and GGD and showed the latter My Sticker Book. I'm always entertained when people try to follow the "rules" of MSB because they don't really interest me. I'm more of "think outside of the box" kind of kid. Actually, I'm more of a "play with the box" kind of kid -- because there are no rules!
At some point I either crawled onto GGD's lap myself or was invited over. I don't think it's going to be too much longer before she has to sit on my lap! In fact, at the end of the night she tried to pick me up for a hug. Uh, hello, I'm weighing in at 3 Dimes these days (that's 30 lbs to you squares) so GGD quickly figured it best to bend down to give me a hug.
Anyone out there remember this old pic? That old pic is from 6/28/09 and was from the same night as one of my favorite old videos which eventually led to this video from earlier this year. Memory Lane - so fun!

BTW, click to enlarge the pic on the left (and every pic in every post) and let me know if you can figure out what's wrong with it. $1 grand prize to the first respondent. Also, GpaD, can I borrow a dollar??

Even though I had eaten my weight in lasagna (and bread, oh how I love bread) I still managed to squeeze in some pie with GpaD. Overeating during the holidays? That's crazy!

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,

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