As my sister just posted, the reason for the three month delay is that we were both showing solidarity with the striking writers. Now that the strike is finally over, we can both peel ourselves off the couch, stop watching reality TV, and post some pictures.

Unfortunately, as you might imagine, there are too many pictures, too many great stories, and not enough time to cram them all into one blog post. Christmas and my 5th birthday alone would take up so much bandwidth, your computer would basically freeze up from exhaustion. So it's all going to have to trickle out, much like someone with... OK, dad just told me to stop that train of thought.

Without further ado, here are some pictures:



Mommy and I relaxing at Paki and Grandma Mitzi's house.


Me freezing my buns off in the Minnesota snow.


Boo getting intimate with one of my new Christmas stuffed animal acquisitions.


I've been dabbling in digital photography. In addition to a bunch of out-of-focus pictures of my stuffed animals, I captured this startling picture of a starving Rochester goose on the rampage.

This is just the start. Keep posted as more pictures ooze out, little by little.

As my sister just posted, the reason for the three month delay is that we were both showing solidarity with the striking writers. Now that the strike is finally over, we can both peel ourselves off the couch, stop watching reality TV, and post some pictures.

Unfortunately, as you might imagine, there are too many pictures, too many great stories, and not enough time to cram them all into one blog post. Christmas and my 5th birthday alone would take up so much bandwidth, your computer would basically freeze up from exhaustion. So it's all going to have to trickle out, much like someone with... OK, dad just told me to stop that train of thought.

Without further ado, here are some pictures:



Mommy and I relaxing at Paki and Grandma Mitzi's house.


Me freezing my buns off in the Minnesota snow.


Boo getting intimate with one of my new Christmas stuffed animal acquisitions.


I've been dabbling in digital photography. In addition to a bunch of out-of-focus pictures of my stuffed animals, I captured this startling picture of a starving Rochester goose on the rampage.

This is just the start. Keep posted as more pictures ooze out, little by little.

Solidarity

I realize the gaps between postings have gotten to the point of causing civil unrest and rending the fabric of our society. But I just want to get one thing out of the way: the sole reason I have not posted since December is to show solidarity for my brethren and sistren in the Screenwriters' Guild. Now that the strike is over, I no longer feel like I would be a scab if I issued a blog post.

Of course, now I'm stuck with a crapload of pictures and absolutely no time to post them all. So it's going to have to be piecemeal. At the very least, I owe you a preview. In the next few weeks, I'll be bringing you up to speed on the following (among other things):

-Christmas in Minnesota and my first snow.
-Taking my first tentative steps.
-My first political experience as a caucusgoer and local celebrity.
-Mom and dad's foray into eco-friendly diapers.
-A few short words.

But first, here are a few Christmas pictures:


Daddy and me on the plane. The seats are designed perfectly for someone my size.


Me at the shoe store. Several customers made inquiries about whether Don could knock another 10% off of me.


All of us partying with Jessie the Normal Dog.


Daddy and me in the snow (snow cropped out of picture).

I promise more pictures soon. Damn writers' strike. It's messed me up, not just fans of The Daily Show and the Colbert Report.