As you all know, Mom and I are intellectuals. We love to read li-tra-ture. We're never goofy, and we're always VERY serious. Life is serious business people.
Mom thinks I can't hear her, but she always makes fun of me because I I haven't quite figured out that I can't fit inside my garbage truck and my tractor. I walk my hands up the sides of the trucks, and then I put my fingers through the windows, and I grab the steering wheel and drive. Sometimes both at the same time. I can sit there and "drive" my trucks forever if you let me. Or of course, unless my horsie racing movie is on TV.
It was! It was! It was Santa's reindeer! They brought me a present and everything! Check out my new cool dinosaur lounge chair/recliner. Actually, its an early present from Gammy. She's so on top of things. Thank you Gammy and Gpa Jack! I just love my chair, and I love to watch my horsie racing moving while I sit in my chair. Can't wait to see you next week!
We've got to give 110%,
HAJ
Check what was in my back yard the other day. I'm not even kidding. Here's proof: You can see my basketball hoop, then back there is the deer. It even has horns. OK, not huge horns, but there's horns. Here's a shot of it by the Buddha. Here's the shot where I thought it was going to charge me and crash through the sliding glass door and kill us all. So we hid in the bathtub until it left.
Hope you all had a great Halloween! This is the punkin that Gma E and I carved last weekend, pretty cool huh? Gma likes smiling punkins. I like punkins the say RAAAARRR!
My first Halloween, trick or treating all by myself. Well, Mom and Dad came with me, and I even recruited Ethan to play the big brother role, and teach me the tricks of the trade. The first house we went to, I was a little shy but very happy to take the candy and say thank you. The next house I didn't even want to walk up to the door. The next one I walked to the door, but I didn't want to carry my candy bucket anymore. Seems like Ethan didn't have time to wait for me, he was very busy. About the time I noticed this, and then one of the other neighbor kids scared me, I was DONE. Back in the house, shoes off, coat off, didn't want any candy (in fact left my candy bucket at the neighbors), and was watching a movie. The "adults" were outside having a good old fashioned garage party (since it was 60 degrees). Mom wants you to check out Wayne's costume, he's the one in white.
So, I ended up with about 4 pieces of candy, which is fine for me. Maybe next year I'll get what all the fuss is about, but for now I'd rather watch a horsey racing movie than have to walk around the neighborhood begging for candy and being scared out of my wits.
Too close for comfort,
HAJ
