A Monumental Day

Guess who woke up this morning with a dry diaper?  Ahem, me.

AND, guess who peed in the potty this morning?  Well, yes, also me.

And because this is a photo blog, here is what a boy of such accomplishment looks like today.

Born to Be a Trucker

I found my calling.

 I always thought I loved trucks but now I'm sure of it.

I'm a Big Brother

For those who didn't hear, on May 20th I officially became a big brother! My little sister's name is Moriah and she makes lots of funny noises and faces. So far all she does is sleep and eat and poop a lot. And cry. But I still think she's pretty cool. Sometimes when she's upset I kiss her head or rock her chair to try to

make her happier.  She makes me seem very old.

New Year's Eve Party!

I'm teaching Ethan a thing or two about being a person.

Sick Day

I went to the doctor this morning for being sick.  I've never done that before.  I went once when I got a bug bite on my foot and it swelled up really big.  And I went once when I cut my forehead open on a rock and needed to get it glued back together.  But this morning I went because I was having a hard time breathing when I woke up.  Wheeze, wheeze, wheeze.  That's what it was like.  So we went in and the nebulized me and gave me some nasty medicine.  I don't think I like nasty medicine or being nebulized.  And anyway, it doesn't really seem like either one helped very much.  We'll see how I feel when I wake up from my nap today.  Here are some pictures of me at the doctor's office:

The Airport

A few weekends ago Mom and Dad and I went to the airport to watch the airplanes. I love airplanes. You can watch them taxi, and land, and take off. Sweet.

I Beat Up the Coffee Table With My Face