Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The time has come..(Warning..no pics)
I have no idea how long this post will be but I have been writing posts for the past 5 months and just saving them. Every time I would show one to mom she would claim she didn't have time to edit...hence the videos I was forced to create - (insert frustration: She has time to eat every 2 hours and time to update her facebook status every 10 minutes but no "time" to edit my blogs..ugh). I digress. So, I just keep writing and saving and now I will pull out the highlights of the last 5 months into this post as she has PROMISED me she'll edit one this week...I'm not holding my breath, people. Oh and you wonder why no pics? That's because there haven't been many taken of me around here. I know - grounds for removal from the home you ask? I'm looking into it.
Here we go:
1. I love cars. It's legit and it's my passion. I love to race my cars down pillows from the couch, I take them to the pwayground and race them down the slides, or sometimes I just like some alone time and prefer to take cars to the bottom two steps and play there for a while. Usually when I do this I ensure some quite time as mom finds it difficult to fit her new and improved "wider" self onto any one step comfortably.
2. I also love"shooting" my basketball or sockie bomb (soccer ball) or football. I know a "miss" when I see one and I call them out every time. Even if I don't know you..if you come over and shoot and miss I'm going to remind you that you missed. Don't be offended.
3. MAD says my mind is like a sponge. I remember EVERYTHING so be careful what you say around me. Before mom put me down for my nap the other day she wanted to remind me that everyone else in the world was asleep in hopes I wouldn't be tempted to want to wake up early and play. Well, low and behold the dryer buzzer went off 30 minutes into my nap and I was convinced that was national time for all things to wake up and play. Mom came in to try and rock me back to sleep by reminding me again that everyone else in the world was sleeping. This was our 20 minute conversation while she rocked:
Gray: "daisy nigh' nigh'?"
M: yes, daisy nigh' nigh'
G: daddy nigh' nigh'?
M: daddy should be nigh' nigh' but daddy is disobeying and is washing mommy's car outside..but then he'll go nigh' nigh'
G: McQueen nigh' nigh'?
M: yes, McQueen nigh' nigh'
(this was followed with naming ALL my cars and asking if they too were sleeping...Owey-owey nigh nigh? Blue Balooza nigh' nigh'? Monster truck nigh' nigh'...etc, etc).
G: mac n' cheese nigh' nigh'? Banananananana nigh' nigh'?
M: yes, mac n' cheese and banana nigh' nigh'
G: Eve, Mae, 'Cille (short for Lucille) nigh' nigh'?
M: yes, all of the Kennedy girls are nigh' nigh'..even Ms. Stephanie
G: Rob nigh' nigh'? (Rob is the Kennedy girls dad whom I have probably interacted with twice in my life but I look up to him and want to talk of him often whenever anyone in the Kennedy family is mentioned).
..and the list went on and on. It was comforting though to know everyone and everything in the world was sleeping all at the same time. Although, it didn't convince me to go back to sleep..I took it as a challenge to wake everyone up. "WAKE UP mac n' cheese, WAKE UP Rob, etc, etc, etc"
4. I love jumping off of anything I can find (even if it's just 1 inch high) and typically when I "land" I look around and repeat "C-C dat? C-C dat?" which I find is much easier that pronouncing ALL the words "Did you see that??" I also prefer when MAD confirms that yes, they did see the incredible height I got on my last jump. Oh and another favorite activity is duck feeding..not sure which I enjoy more, feeding the ducks or eating the bread myself but I have learned a few valuable lessons in sharing from this activity. Piece for duck, piece for Gray..piece for Gray, piece for Gray...oh yea, piece for ducks....etc.
5. There often is talk of "baby" around the house. Mom makes me say good night to so called "baby" every night and I do so with love. I know what a baby is when I see it. Baby Anna, Baby Lucy, and soon I'm going to go meet Baby Frances and yea, they are fine but they won't race with me and quite frankly I don't understand what baby Anna, baby Lucy, and Baby Frances have to do with what is in mom's belly. To be totally honest with you, I kinda wish what was in Mom's belly would go away (being a baby or one too many pieces of coffee cake) as I am finding it difficult to get comfortable when cuddling for songs before bed time and am tired of the grunts I hear upon moving from sitting to standing position or vice versa. I'll let you know if anything comes of this "baby" phase but so far I'm thinking it's just a phase. Oh and I like to imitate daddy by putting my hand on mommy's belly at night. Not sure what I'm waiting for but I think it's funny.
6. We've had our share of illness around here. The good news is that when we get sick in this house the cleaning patrol comes out and I'm pretty sure everything that can be washed gets washed over and over and over again. I'm starting to catch on to this idea of "clean up" and am extremely good at cleaning up my own toys while singing the clean up song "cwean up, cwean up, evwie-body evwie-where..." - it's also a great song to sing while cleaning up if mom and dad are NOT helping me clean up because when I get to the "evwie-body evwie-where" part i just kinda give them a look..."ah-hem..EVWIE-BODY EVWIE-WHERE..." and it becomes a team effort. Oh and there has been SO much cleaning up lately that the other night when mom put me to bed and was closing my door I wanted to remind her of something, "Mama...??" "Yes, buddy" she replied to which I said, "Check laundy, mama? Check laundy?" - "Good point, buddy..I do need to go check the laundry..thank you." I then heard Dad yell out from MAD's bedroom, "Mama, check dishes? Mama clean bathroom? Mama take out the trash??" - I thought he was taking it a little far but always glad to help mom remember when needs to be done around here :).
On that note I'm out. Sorry so long - hope you enjoyed the read and I'll be back soon (i hope). Next up..a short video - stay tuned.
Here we go:
1. I love cars. It's legit and it's my passion. I love to race my cars down pillows from the couch, I take them to the pwayground and race them down the slides, or sometimes I just like some alone time and prefer to take cars to the bottom two steps and play there for a while. Usually when I do this I ensure some quite time as mom finds it difficult to fit her new and improved "wider" self onto any one step comfortably.
2. I also love"shooting" my basketball or sockie bomb (soccer ball) or football. I know a "miss" when I see one and I call them out every time. Even if I don't know you..if you come over and shoot and miss I'm going to remind you that you missed. Don't be offended.
3. MAD says my mind is like a sponge. I remember EVERYTHING so be careful what you say around me. Before mom put me down for my nap the other day she wanted to remind me that everyone else in the world was asleep in hopes I wouldn't be tempted to want to wake up early and play. Well, low and behold the dryer buzzer went off 30 minutes into my nap and I was convinced that was national time for all things to wake up and play. Mom came in to try and rock me back to sleep by reminding me again that everyone else in the world was sleeping. This was our 20 minute conversation while she rocked:
Gray: "daisy nigh' nigh'?"
M: yes, daisy nigh' nigh'
G: daddy nigh' nigh'?
M: daddy should be nigh' nigh' but daddy is disobeying and is washing mommy's car outside..but then he'll go nigh' nigh'
G: McQueen nigh' nigh'?
M: yes, McQueen nigh' nigh'
(this was followed with naming ALL my cars and asking if they too were sleeping...Owey-owey nigh nigh? Blue Balooza nigh' nigh'? Monster truck nigh' nigh'...etc, etc).
G: mac n' cheese nigh' nigh'? Banananananana nigh' nigh'?
M: yes, mac n' cheese and banana nigh' nigh'
G: Eve, Mae, 'Cille (short for Lucille) nigh' nigh'?
M: yes, all of the Kennedy girls are nigh' nigh'..even Ms. Stephanie
G: Rob nigh' nigh'? (Rob is the Kennedy girls dad whom I have probably interacted with twice in my life but I look up to him and want to talk of him often whenever anyone in the Kennedy family is mentioned).
..and the list went on and on. It was comforting though to know everyone and everything in the world was sleeping all at the same time. Although, it didn't convince me to go back to sleep..I took it as a challenge to wake everyone up. "WAKE UP mac n' cheese, WAKE UP Rob, etc, etc, etc"
4. I love jumping off of anything I can find (even if it's just 1 inch high) and typically when I "land" I look around and repeat "C-C dat? C-C dat?" which I find is much easier that pronouncing ALL the words "Did you see that??" I also prefer when MAD confirms that yes, they did see the incredible height I got on my last jump. Oh and another favorite activity is duck feeding..not sure which I enjoy more, feeding the ducks or eating the bread myself but I have learned a few valuable lessons in sharing from this activity. Piece for duck, piece for Gray..piece for Gray, piece for Gray...oh yea, piece for ducks....etc.
5. There often is talk of "baby" around the house. Mom makes me say good night to so called "baby" every night and I do so with love. I know what a baby is when I see it. Baby Anna, Baby Lucy, and soon I'm going to go meet Baby Frances and yea, they are fine but they won't race with me and quite frankly I don't understand what baby Anna, baby Lucy, and Baby Frances have to do with what is in mom's belly. To be totally honest with you, I kinda wish what was in Mom's belly would go away (being a baby or one too many pieces of coffee cake) as I am finding it difficult to get comfortable when cuddling for songs before bed time and am tired of the grunts I hear upon moving from sitting to standing position or vice versa. I'll let you know if anything comes of this "baby" phase but so far I'm thinking it's just a phase. Oh and I like to imitate daddy by putting my hand on mommy's belly at night. Not sure what I'm waiting for but I think it's funny.
6. We've had our share of illness around here. The good news is that when we get sick in this house the cleaning patrol comes out and I'm pretty sure everything that can be washed gets washed over and over and over again. I'm starting to catch on to this idea of "clean up" and am extremely good at cleaning up my own toys while singing the clean up song "cwean up, cwean up, evwie-body evwie-where..." - it's also a great song to sing while cleaning up if mom and dad are NOT helping me clean up because when I get to the "evwie-body evwie-where" part i just kinda give them a look..."ah-hem..EVWIE-BODY EVWIE-WHERE..." and it becomes a team effort. Oh and there has been SO much cleaning up lately that the other night when mom put me to bed and was closing my door I wanted to remind her of something, "Mama...??" "Yes, buddy" she replied to which I said, "Check laundy, mama? Check laundy?" - "Good point, buddy..I do need to go check the laundry..thank you." I then heard Dad yell out from MAD's bedroom, "Mama, check dishes? Mama clean bathroom? Mama take out the trash??" - I thought he was taking it a little far but always glad to help mom remember when needs to be done around here :).
On that note I'm out. Sorry so long - hope you enjoyed the read and I'll be back soon (i hope). Next up..a short video - stay tuned.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
LEAVES!
Sorry for the delinquent posts, folks! In the meantime until I can write again, enjoy some fall fun in the leaves!!
Friday, November 5, 2010
Farmer Gray
My girl's mom was sweet enough to take some pictures of me and MAD to get ready for the holiday season this morning and seriously, it was VERY sweet of her. Mom gave her a crash course in the camera and she followed us all around while I told her about Nemo Neno and Cars and threw rocks at her while she was trying to take the pictures. Apparently throwing rocks at an expensive camera and a good friend isn't cool..who knew? Anyway, I was all ready to post the pics in the blog but as MAD went to edit I got in big trouble. Apparently those are secret pics and can't be shared till Christmas time. I don't understand these things but they were persistent even in the midst of my complaints. The one I AM allowed to post though is my favorite anyway. This goes out to my great Aunt Polly...I can't wait to meet you!!!
xoxo,
Farmer Gray
xoxo,
Farmer Gray
Monday, November 1, 2010
Monkey See Monkey Do..
Who in their right mind decided it was a good idea to pick a day where all people under 4 ft. tall are required to put on some ridiculous outfit that doesn't fit and is entirely too hot for the temperature outside and walk up to strangers who look terrifyingly dangerous and have them give you candy. Ummm..H-E-L-L-O, people. So for 19 months all I hear is "don't take candy from strangers" and "strangers = dangers" or "if you don't know their name, don't play their game" (whatever that last one means) but all of a sudden tonight I'm allowed to approach whoever the heck I want, hold out some bag, and in fact ask that they put poison candy into it at their discretion? I don't know, seems hypocritical to me.
So, when mom first brought home this outfit I tried to make her wear it. It apparently was a 2T-3T and in fact there was concern it was going to be too big. Do my parents KNOW me? I don't think I would know what "too big" was if it slapped me in the face. But, then we arrived to my girl's house and I realized all little people were wearing these crazy costumes so with an animal cracker in hand I succumbed to the embarrassment that this was and decided to have myself a good night. How could you not when you're the only monkey in the midst of three lovely ladies!
Y'all, the street we went down was CRAZY. It's known in Richmond as the best trick or treating in the city and it didn't disappoint. They block off the entire street to cars and these houses go ALL OUT as far as decoration. One time these two black apes jumped out of a house and started running all around and scaring little kids - not cool. Nobody scares Lucille...nobody. I would be lying to say I did a whole lot of trick or treating. Much to mom's dismay I didn't collect a whole lot of candy and I'm fairly certain any chocolate I did collect has since been consumed by dad. Somehow my bag always looked empty?! Don't worry..I snuck a few from my girl's bucket. Here J (and by J I mean Mr. Cow) and I are enjoying some evidence of our success.
**When not a fan of trick or treating, here are some steps to still be able to enjoy the treating at the end of the night.
1. Scope out the gal with the highest ratio of candy in bucket to inches tall:
2. Start up small talk while keeping banana in clear sight (notice she's trying not to look)
3. Take a seat on nearest curb to get more on her level but be careful to keep balance as monkey's are front heavy (ps. I'm pretty sure my buddy the cow stole that Reese's from Lucille as well).
4. Admire her "purse"
5. Look to Dad for advice on next step as she tweets about her favorite monkey. Dad's first words...show some leg.
6. Stop playing it cool and JUST GO FOR IT..what do you have to lose besides a snickers bar???
I had a fantastic night. My personality fit my costume as I ran all around the street screaming like a monkey. So fun to be with my friends and in some weird way I am already excited for next year.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)