Thanksgiving and my very own Christmas tree

I went to gamma's house for my 3rd turkey dinner. However, I don't think I have ever tasted turkey. Lets see, the first year I was just starting solid foods, the second year I refused and this year I was too busy running around with my cousin Ava. I didn't eat or sleep all day and by the end I was wore out, but you sure wouldn't notice. Ava and I had a blast together. I crashed 10 minutes into the drive home and then went to sleep in my big boy.

Me and the girls.

Today was also fun. When I woke from nap mom and dad surprised me with our Christmas tree. I went right to work decorating it.

November 23, 2007.
Flashback to November 23, 2006.

Mom gets the ornament ready and then I put it on the tree.

Everyone watching me decorate the tree. After I put the ornament on I would say,
"Yeah I did it. High-five dad, high-five Skye, high-five mom." And then we would do it again.


Me putting the angel on the tree with dad...

Bald, Bruised and in a Big Boy Bed

Okay, take a seat. I have a lot to tell you. First, Saturday night I decided to throw a tantrum before my nightly shower. Dad was cutting his hair so he thought maybe it would calm me down if he let me cut his hair. He didn't think I would be able to cut his hair, let alone my own, BUT...

Surprisingly mom didn't have much to say about it. It might have been because she was busy putting sister to bed or that she knew nothing could be done about. Well the next morning mom shaved my head. She didn't put the shortest attachment on because I would have been bald and well, I spent an entire year being bald. It's cold out people, I need hair.

It seems as if I wasn't done being a naughty boy. I decided to hit or throw something, I can't remember and dad put me in time out. But this time he put me in my crib and well, I didn't want to be in my crib so I decided to climb out. But instead of going feet first, I went head first. I landed right on my head and mom and dad about threw up. The more time went by, the more red spots appeared on my face and head and eventually started turning colors. So...I'm in a big boy bed now.

Yippee!!!

Knock, Knock...Trick or Trrrreeeeeat!

Oh boy did I have fun last night. Not only did I get to dress up like a Tiger, but mom and dad let me knock on people's doors and yell trick or treat. And then I held out my bucket and they put candy in it. It was a lot of fun. I kept saying, "knock on another door?" All was going great until we started walking to this one house where people with masks were peeking through the window. I was doing okay until I got to the porch and someone jumped up and scared me. Mom saw them ahead of time and told them not to scare me, but they didn't listen. She told them she would be back later and it was in her serious mommy voice so they better watch out. After that I was really wary of going up to doors. Eventually I warmed back up but only because mom and dad carried me from house to house.

Practicing my roarrrrrrrrrrr!
Hey I'm a Tiger...


Before we went trick or treating around our house we met Rylee and her family at the Street of Screams. It was a lot of fun. You can't see her very well, but Rylee's mommy made her an adorable Dorothy costume. She looks beautiful and she is my girlfriend though unofficially. I talk about Rylee all the time. I want to see her all the time. I want to talk to her all the time. I think I am a stalker, but she is a knock out.

Here I am bumming around the neighborhood waiting for it to get dark so I can go trick or treating.Prior to Halloween mom and I painted pumpkins.