Are you in the right circles? (Days: 33 & 34)


DAY 33: Here I am working on my circle skills. This is not trickery courtesy of my mommy. That is my handiwork people.

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No school on Tuesday cause the grownups around here had to use the schools to do something called voting. They had to go fill in someone else’s circles. Mommy and Daddy must have been embarrassed because they had to hid behind a curtain to do it. Then someone gave them a sticker when they were done. Sounds crazy to me.

I hide and do things. I don’t get stickers.

DAY 34: This was Wednesday. Today was picture day at my school. I don’t need to worry about my looks, so I decided to keep working on my circle skills.

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Time for school.

Bringing my pad with me.

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Oh shitake mushroom!

Who put that drop there?

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It’s good.

I’m up.

I got this.

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Okay. Can you put the camera down and help me down these steps?  You know I can only keep my eyebrows up like this for so long.

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Where The Wild Things Are (Halloween: Day 32)


I will tell you where they are. They are in my living room, dressed like lions and dancing in circles with girls dressed as fairy princess ballerina something or others.

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They are scary and fierce, especially when they get on their laptops. They may be sending spam, chain letters or worse than that…….boring status updates on Facebook.

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Sometimes, they take off their fur and hide among the regular folks.

“What? You’ve never seen the spoon on the nose trick? I’m not allowed to improvise?”

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BE AWARE: DON’T FEED THE ANIMALS!

It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.


And that’s just what I did for the first hour or so. I guess I just wasn’t in a partying mood.

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But then, there was cake. That wife of mine is eyeing what I’ve got. I’m sorry, but I’m not giving her what’s on my plate. We’re married after all, not dating.

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Speaking of cake……check this out.

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TOP: 1st Birthday Cake –Amazing

BOTTOM LEFT: 2nd Birthday Cake – Also Amazing

BOTTOM RIGHT: This year’s birthday cake – POOPIE!

I guess three years doesn’t mean much around here. BUT….Maybe I shouldn’t let mommy and daddy hear me complain since I was the only one of us four kids who even got a party this year. That’s right. No great parent of the year awards being handed out here. Oh well. My brothers and sister seemed to be happy with some kind of paper they got. I think it’s called money. I don’t know why. I got toys.

I said “WOW” with every present I opened. I didn’t even care what was inside.

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See this mess. This is my Thomas The Train set I got last night. Guess what? It still looks like this because daddy can’t figure out how to put it together. Mommy asked if he read the directions. Why would a mommy ever ask a daddy something like that?

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Gotta go! I don’t know when I’ll be back up here. Mommy gets her other foot cut and stitched up tomorrow. I think she’s going to be on those pills again. They make her either drowsy-loopy mommy or mean-impatient mommy.

BE AWARE: I’ll be back!

I’ve got BIRTHDAY fever!


Like….No joke. I really have the fever. Well, not anymore, but I did yesterday, so I missed school and played hooky again today. Talk about a great way to spend your birthday. No school and chilling with my shows and my pets.

Oh yeah….mommy and daddy were home too.

Anyway. I’M 3 YEARS OLD TODAY!

This is how it all began.

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Then I decided not to be a dark and brooding artist. I came into the light.

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Here’s me at my first birthday celebration.

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Here I am at the second birthday. I look a lot cooler.

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You’ll have to wait until tomorrow to see tonight’s pictures.

Besides, I’m napping right now and cannot be disturbed.

BE AWARE: I age well.  

It’s Monday? Where’d the weekend go?


I’ll tell you where it went…..to pieces. It was picked up by a tornado called “My Parents” and tossed around like a rag doll. I’ll try to lay some of the scraps out for you. I was able to rescue a few moments with things you should be aware of.

Friday night: I was playing Peekaboo with a STRANGER while waiting in line at a department store my mommy and daddy took me too.

BE AWARE: I play games and interact with the human race.

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Saturday: That was a pretty big day for me. It was our Fall Festival parade and I was on a float for Special Olympics. I’m in the back sitting on mommy’s lap.

BE AWARE: I’m an athlete.

I’ll be a Young Athlete for Special Olympics until I’m eight-years-old. Then…..I can compete in stuff.

LOOK! We have a big torch and everything.

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I didn’t think we should throw candy without testing it first.

BE AWARE: I care about public safety.

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BE AWARE: I learn stuff.

Sunday: Mommy drew a circle on the left. She did okay, but a little messy.

My circle is on the right. I think mine is just as good. I even added some extra stuff just because.

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Today (PreK/Day 21): Here I am this morning, checking the safety of the tunnel before my train goes through.

BE AWARE: I can get away with not wearing a shirt.

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Now…..I am getting ready for school. I was pretty late (1.5 hours).

Someone, this friend I know…….Yeah that’s it, woke me up a few times during the night. They made me jump around, throw stuff out of my crib and kick the rails. This happened a few times. Mommy let me sleep in.

BE AWARE: I try to figure things out for myself, like putting on my “special shoes”. OR….Playing with the Velcro straps because it’s cool to do that.

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Always use your head. Okay…Maybe not always.


BE AWARE:

Just like most kids my age and most dudes of any age, I sometimes put my head in places I probably shouldn’t.

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“Okay. Mommy? Daddy? I told people I did this to myself. Can you please take this kid cone off of my head now? I promise to be good.”

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Working Man Wednesday (PreK Day 7)


The day started off in the usual way.

I was working on my going to school strut.

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I’ve got a spring in my step and a groove in my move.

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Here’s my cubby at school. Don’t be jealous!

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THEN the work began.

My mommy picked me up at school and caught me in the kitchen working.

They called it occupational therapy. Then someone whispered something about collating papers tomorrow and calling it physical therapy.

Do I need to start a union?

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I guess mommy thought working was a good idea.

She said I had to hold these cushions up with my back until she was

done washing the covers.

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Now she’s making me go up the stairs to my room…..to take a nap.

“Hello lady, I need a little help here!”

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Before I went to bed, I had to work on my farm magnets.

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Then…….I had to work on covering up my dignity with my flashlight.

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I’ve got a diaper on now, so it’s all good.

No napping until I do my “monsters in the closet” checking job.

I think my flashlight is dying.

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Oh well. I guess I have to work for batteries now.

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