Kirbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy the Bear!!!

We have a winner!!!

I would like to introduce you to my favorite bear, Kirby.

Thanks to all that contributed, via suggestion or voting. I couldn't have named my bear without you.

If I ever get a little brother or sister, I'll put up another naming poll.

Back to the Doctor

So today we went back to the doctor... but this time it wasn't me they were interested in. They were looking at my kitty friend Sophie. Apparently she had been spitting up a lot (I know the feeling), so Daddy had her checked out. I figured if she just had a good burp after eating she wouldn't spit up, but nobody listens to me.

The hospital we went to was much more laid back than the ones I have been to. They had puppies and kitties running all over the place. It was cool, because I like puppies and kitties. I've got a couple books about 'em.

But I digress.

We went in the room and they checked Sophie out. Apparently she has some really big hairballs in her tummy, so they gave her some medicine.

For all you people who keep calling me bald, there's the upside. No hairballs.



Get well soon buddy!!

Bubba Love

I learned a new word today. It seems like just yesterday I learned how to use my tongue when I talked so I could say "Da". It's been my favorite word for a while.

But today, I figured out if I use my lips too, I can say new words. Next thing you know, "Ba" comes out.

It's really a great word. I've been saying it all morning. If you just change it a bit, you can say "Buh". That's a fun one too. If you say it twice in a row ("Buh buh") it sounds like "Bubba" which is Daddy's nickname for me.

Even though I am getting an impressive array of words in my verbal purse, I'm always hunting for more. I've been studying people when they talk to me, you know, to see if I can pick up any tricks. Luckily, Daddy talks a lot so I have plenty of stuff to study.

Penny For Your Thoughts

I believe I have mentioned in this forum that I am now eating solid foods. There have been many kinds - applesauce, pears, carrots, prunes, sweet potatoes, peas and so on. Some have been good, some have been not so good.

Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that I have always been encouraged to eat new things. Apparently that doesn't apply to everything.

You see, yesterday, I found something on the floor and thought I would eat it. It was called a penny. Well, it didn't go very well. From the minute I put it in my mouth I knew something was amiss. It tasted terrible, and I couldn't get it down into my tummy. It just stuck in my throat.

So I started crying and Mommy and Daddy rushed me to the hospital. When we got there, Mommy took me into the ER and they burped me really hard and I hacked it up. I felt MUCH better after that. We had to stick around for a few X-Rays, but I got to go home right after that. It wasn't like the last time where I had to stay five days. That was really good.

You know what else was really good? Mommy. She is a doctor that specialized in just that kind of stuff, so she knew just what to do. She was also calm even though Daddy was really scared. She's the best Mommy in the world and I love her.

One last thing... they let me keep the penny. That's one for the scrap book.

Vote or Die

Thank you all for giving your suggestions. Daddy and I looked over them and picked out our top six for voting. We didn't always agree, though.

I liked Sweetness and Rudy, but Daddy said there was no way any bear in this house would be named after a Chicago Bear or a "freakin' Domer".

Daddy and I thought Ron Mexico was funny, but we didn't think Mommy would go for it. Daddy also liked Quattlebaum, but I think it was some sort of inside joke I didn't get. Daddy tried to explain it to me, but just like most of his "back in LM" stories, you apparently had to be there.

We both agreed that Grandma Kathy had already run Scooter into the ground, and that Vick was no good because he is mean to puppies. You are a bad man Mike Vick, a baby can see that.

As for Cindy... well... Daddy said it was the people back at work being "funny", but he didn't seem to actually think it was very funny.

Anyway, vote over to the right, and polls close in a week. I'll make the announcment next Friday.

A Bear for Claire

Yesterday, Daddy took me to the mall and we went to the coolest store there ever was. It was full of all kinds of toys and stuff, and we got to play with some. There was one bear that I really liked, and Daddy bought it for me.

So now I have a bear.

However, the bear didn't come with a name. I can't really think of anything good, so I'm asking for help.

Here is what we are going to do. You think up a good bear name, then leave it in the comments section at the end of this post. When we get some good ones, I will put up a Poll here in the crib and we can all vote on them. The winner will be my bear's name.

So get to it. I can't have a nameless bear.

Another Rousing Game

I don't know if you remember last June when I told you about the game we played at Daycare called Tornado, but last night I got to play again. This time, Mommy and Daddy were on my team. They were good, but I'm not sure if we were as good as Jorge and I were. We dominated Good Shepherd on that one.

Anyway, we didn't hear the loud siren this time (they must have remembered my siren aversion from last weekend), but the TV told us it was time to play.

So Mommy and Daddy grabbed my bag and we headed out to play at a big room by the workout room. But when we got downstairs, Daddy said it was too icky to go up there, so we had to play in the hallway on the first floor.

It was pretty fun. I just sat there with Mommy while the whole town took a bath outside. A few minutes later, the game was over and we went back home. I was so tired I went right to bed.

Tornado can wear you out. I hope we don't play again soon.

Roadie Results

OK, I am back. Sorry for the delay, but sometimes you just gotta get out of town. Being a baby is hard work.

So, anyway, I was back at Grandma and Grandpa's for the weekend. Good times. The weekend was pretty much all about me. I had visitors constantly, with everyone wanting to hold me, play with me and hang out.

On Friday night, Grandma took me up to little town called Emmons where they were having a parade for me. Nice of them, but they had all these really big red cars with lights that were WAAAAY to loud. Sirens suck.

Then on Saturday, Daddy took me to a party where I got a lot more attention. It was a lot of fun. Everybody was drinking out of this big silver bottle. I had some formula before I came, so I passed.

The car rides were long, but if I wanted a break all I had to do was fill my diaper and Daddy would pull over.

Roadie Part II

I got good news and bad news.

The bad news is I'll be taking a short break from blogging after today.

The good news is it's because I'm hitting the road again and going back to Grandma and Grandpa's!!

I had so much fun in the jumper last weekend that I have been looking for a suitable replacement here at home. I tried jumping in my excersaucer, but it didn't work that well. I have tried jumping in both Mommy and Daddy's lap, but that didn't go to well either.

Daddy must really love me, because he must have sensed my frustration and is taking me back so I can play in the jumper some more. (He mentioned something about a fantasy football draft and a birthday party, but I'm sure we're going back so I can jump)

Only problem is, Mommy can't come with because she has to work. BOOOOOOOO!!! I'll have to give her extra kisses tonight.

It'll be really interesting going 4 hours in a car alone with Daddy. I'll have to sing him a song or two while we drive.

Jump Up, Jump Up and Get Down

So, the weekend at Grandma and Grandpas was awesome. We had some laughs, saw some peoples, ate some applesauce. It was great.

Let me tell you about this thing that Grandma has at her house. It's this chair you sit in, but it has all these stretchy ropes attatched to it. So when you push your feet on the ground, you fly up in the air a bit, then come back down.
Frankly, it is the most awesome thing ever. It's like crossing your Exersaucer with Bungee Jumping.

The first time I got in, it took a minute to figure out. But once I got the hang of it, I went to town. You can really work up a sweat in that thing. I was dripping when I got out.

Now I just have to figure out how to get Daddy to buy me one for home. I don't want to wait until I go back to Grandma and Grandpa's to get my jump on.

Road Trip

Daddy just told me that we are taking a Roadie to Grandma and Grandpa's tonight - for the WHOLE WEEKEND!!!

I am so excited I couldn't even sleep for my morning nap. That should make the 4-hour drive better tonight.

And even better, Mommy and Daddy aren't going to be there. They are dropping me off and going to some place called the Cabin. I dunno. Can't see how that would be as fun as Grandma and Grandpa's.

Do you smell something spoiled? Oh... it's me.

Children's Museum

It was too hot to go swimming yesterday, so Daddy and I went and met some people downtown at the Children's Museum.

Now, I have never been to the Children's Museum before, but I thought I knew what to expect. You know - dignified displays in a hushed environment showing different kinds of children from around the world and throughout history.

Yeah, not so much.

First off, the children weren't confined to their displays. They were running all over the place. In fact, you couldn't even tell which children were on display as part of the museum and which children were there to SEE the museum. I was expecting Daddy to roll me around in the stroller while we examined all the different kinds of children on display. What I got was Thunderdome.

Don't get me wrong, it was awesome, but more Six Flags awesome than Metropolitan Museum of Art awesome. It was cool. Loud, but cool.

The best part was the Wiggle Room, which was designed for babies like me. It was this big room with really soft floors so if you biff it, it doesn't hurt. Then they have all kinds of blocks and balls and stuff you can play with. Finally, the walls are all mirrors, so you can see how cute you are or check out the kids next to you without staring right at them. It was the best. Daddy took me in there for a while, and we played like it was going outta style.

Now that I know what to expect, I can't wait to go back. Regular museums are too stuffy, anyway.

'Sup Chicco

Well, eating just got a little more vertical.

This week, Mommy and Daddy took me out to the store and got me a new chair for eating. Its called a Chicco Polly and let me tell you, this makes the Bumpo look like a diaper after processing a can full of sweet potatoes.

First off, it has tall legs, straps and my very own table right in front of me. The table is awesome because I can bang on it whenever I want, and the straps are great for chewing if Daddy isn't bringing the applesauce fast enough.

The seat is good and high (which is why I call it my High Chair) so I can look Daddy in the eyes when he feeds me. That's important, because sometimes just fussing doesn't get the point across that I DON'T WANT ANY MORE PEAS!!!

Blind Date

Well, I had my first date over the weekend. Some dude that Mommy works with has a four month old (I'm such a cradle robber) named Tommy, so the two of them set us up. It was just a Saturday lunch - good low pressure atmosphere for a blind date.

So we met up, grabbed some high chairs and settled in. And so did our parents. I'll admit, I wasn't sure if they would just drop us off, but I at least expected them to get a table across the restaurant. Here is a little math for ya...

First Date + Parents = AWKWARD

Daddy TOTALLY embarrassed me in front of Tommy, ordering a Chili Cheeseburger and getting it everywhere. He looked like me eating sweet potatoes. Get a bib.

But all that aside, it wasn't a disaster. He seemed like a nice kid. Kinda cute. Had some of the same toy rings that I do (you know, the ones you use to hang stuff from your play gym or attach things to your stroller), and we both like milk.

I'll be waiting by my phone to see if he calls me.

Odds 'n Ends

So, Daddy and I were bored the other day. He flipped on the TV and there was this movie playing. Now I don't usually pay attention when the TV is on, but this was different.

We watched this movie called Raising Arizona, and it was awesome. It starred these five babies and some other people. At the begining, the babies were all crawling around and stuff and I was enthralled. It was the coolest thing I had ever seen. I mean, I watched a movie called Die Hard with Daddy when I was little, but that movie didn't have any babies in it.

Then today we went out to a place called the Pet Store. It was the best place we've been to yet. There were puppies and kitties all over the place - even just walking around the aisle. Much more puppies and kitties than the mall.

I was hoping he was going to buy me one, but no dice. He just bought a fish. That's OK. I've got Sophie to pal around with.

Goin' Vertical

I've spent a lot of time laying down. Most of my life, actually. Recently, I have decided that I need a new perspective.

That being said, Daddy and I have been working on sitting up lately without my Bumpo chair. I must say I am getting pretty good at it. I still take a tumble to the side every now and then, but for the most part I can keep it together.

To honor the occasion, Daddy got me a toy that I can play with while sitting up. It's awesome. I hit it, and it makes music and animal noises and stuff. One button talks like a kitty. If I keep hitting it, maybe I can get through to Sophie.