In keeping with the birthday theme, I went to my first birthday party last week. That was great, because it's kind of hard for me to meet girls my own age, but there were three at this party, and the oldest one- it was her party- she just turned one. So, y'know. I'd say that's in range. But moving on, it sure has been cold lately. Mom and dad had to go pass out flyers in the neighborhood for some church thing... I don't know, but they made me go with them, and it was really cold out. They must have put on all my clothes at once, because I looked like this:
"I can't put my arms down!" (name that movie, anyone?)
Speaking of the cold, my dad broke the ice scraper, whatever that is, last spring, when I was still, um, fermenting. He got a new one and decided that the brush on it could straighten my hair. I think the look on his face and my disinterest say it all:
One day when it was kind of nice out, mom took some pictures of me, and this is the close-up that catches my good side. I wish I could lift my head higher:
I look like one of the seven dwarfs or something. Seriously. I can't explain the crossed eyes either. Maybe it's not my good side... moving on....
I said I had learned some new things... one of them happened today, when mom was in the shower. She put me in my bouncy chair for the duration, and taught me how to grab onto one of the hanging toys that have been so elusive in the past. Only, she didn't teach me how to let go. (remember my kung fu grip from a couple of posts ago? I wasn't kidding.) So when she came out of the shower, I still had my fist around one:
For my next trick, I shall put my whole fist in my mouth... or maybe just have a snack while I'm watching the tube:
And lastly, but not leastly, or whatever... this one's from a few weeks ago, but you get the gist:
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I could not help but laugh through this entire post! Boy Rigby you're so funny!
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