Friday, February 25, 2005
Friday, February 18, 2005
Friday, February 11, 2005
Happy Meals?

Hmm...I think it tastes a lot like chicken.
Well, they've definitely been fattening me up - for what I'm not sure. I've been getting four square meals a day. Why most adults think three meals make a square I don't know. I've always thought a square had four sides, not three. Geometrical diet debate aside, I've been eating quite a variety of food. In the morning I get good old-fashioned oatmeal (not dad's flavored Quaker Oats, but I'll take what I can get). In the early afternoon they shove multi-grain cereal (wheat, oats and rice) down my gullet plus whatever jar of Gerber food is the same color as my current ensemble (so that the food blends in with my shirt). In the evening I get rice cereal and a jar of dessert mush. Most nights I'll be treated to a ground up banana or some cheerios. I'm still getting plenty of milk and apple juice with which to wash it all down. Hopefully soon I will graduate to more sophisticated tastes - dad promises me one of these days mom will actually use the wok and salad spinner he got her - maybe she'll experiment with some fusion cuisine: curry flavored caesar's salad with water chestnuts? That just may be chic enough to go well with all of the decaf mochiattas I've sucked down while catching up on my blog entries.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Jolly Jumper

Gotta Dance! Gotta Dance!
What was the name of that musical set within Singing in the Rain? Wasn't it the Dancing Cavalier? Well, as The Jolly Jumper I may not quite match up to Gene Kelly's footwork, but I think I've got him beat in the looks department. I'm certainly as debonair and sophisticated as Fred Astaire, right?

Ginger, dear, won't you be a darling and pass my top hat and dancing stick?
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
8 Months Old

Otto Joseph is sporting a genuine Vieques tie-dyed shirt and lovely matching hippie mountain tuque.
As you can clearly see, in my first eight months I have obviously acquired a flair for fashion. I am up to 17 pounds 9 ounces. I am also sporting two bottom front teeth (as soon as the NHL hockey strike is over I will be glad to sport a toothy grin for my fans).





