Heh, heh, Mommy said it's not nice of me to keep yelling that or else someone will think my plane is crashing. Uh, I don't actually HAVE a plane...
Anyway, HEY, PEEPS! Deano the Bambino here, back from a way-too-long blogging hiatus. (As you can see, my vocabulary has expanded a great deal since last I wrote.) This week has been weird. Usually my manny BJ comes over to take care of me, but mommy said he was sick and she didn't want his germs on me, so he stayed home. On Tuesday, instead of going to school, mommy had her class in our kitchen. She made lots of eggs. I guess it's a cooking class, I don't know. Here are all her students.
They are a nice bunch of peeps. Sometimes one of them will come over and keep me company while mommy and daddy go out.
It's funny when mommy teaches. She talks differently to them than she does to me. I tried to tell her to read them Go, Dog, Go, but she said no. :( They are boring. They didn't sing songs or ANYTHING. I'm starting to have doubts as to whether or not this college thing is all it's cracked up to be. I mean, what kind of theatre majors make it all the way through an exam review without bursting into song? Amateurs.
There's a picture of the breakfast casserole from last week's Comfort Food Saturday, and a quiche that mom said took 3 forevers to bake. I sampled both and they were quite tasty. I much prefer the quiche, as mushrooms are my favorite thing EVER right now, besides blueberries, of course.
Ok, enough of that, let's look at pictures of ME! Did you know I'll be 16 months old on Tuesday? It's the truth. That's also Cinco de Mayo. Mommy says we're going to the Mexican restaurant after she and daddy give exams and that I get to ride with BJ. That will be fun. I hope someone wears a sombrero.
Here's me trying to get every last drop out of my yogurt* container. (*Go-goo, in Deanspeak)
I have upgraded to 6 oz. containers of go-goo. I weigh 24 pounds. Sometimes mommy forgets that I can walk and carries me, her big purse and my diaper bag from the car to the house. It's funny!
Ooh! Here's a good one:
That's me helping out with our garden. One day this week, a cat pooped in our brussels sprouts and it made mommy SO mad! She and Daddy made some kinda potion outta vinegar and baking soda and that seems to be keeping the bad kitty away. By the way, do you like my new sandals? They keep my toes cool and keep me from getting grocery store feet.
Here I am chillin' with my daddy. We are pals.
Daddy had been at work all day, so I decided to make him a stinky diaper, like the three I'd already made for mommy that day, so he would feel loved and included.
I went to work with mommy for a while yesterday. They sure do seem to waste a lot of paper there. I decided to start a recycling campaign while I waited for mom to finish making copies.
Other than that, it's the same old stuff around these parts. You know, like wearing Stu as a hat
complimenting mommy's pedicure
riding my zebra
and finding new uses for everyday items.
That's what's up in my neck of the woods. Gotta run now, mommy's trying to put my toys back in their box. And we just can't have that!