Big Game

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I got the ball.

It’s mine.

I’m going for the pass.

And it’s up.

Another sweet catch.

Touchdown!

The big game made me tired.

It’s hard being an athletic superstar.

But when you are…..

You can afford to buy big game, like elephants

…..and take naps with them.

Siegfried and Roy? Whatever!

Mugshots: Fall 2013

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Day: 41: I got my school pictures today.

We don’t need all the words today. Isn’t a picture supposed to be worth a lot of them anyway? And….I’ve got three of them.

So….That’s a lot of a lot of words.

It’s Monday? Where’d the weekend go?

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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.

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.

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

BE AWARE: I care about public safety.

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.

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.

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.

Shake your groove thing.

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I’m so growing up a be a dance instructor.

My only hope is that I have better clients than this dog.

Cool outfit though!

I’ve got your “Dark Passenger” Dexter Morgan.

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Rumor has it, one of my mommy’s favorite shows (Dexter) might be ending. Well…..I’m not sure why it’s okay to like someone who does bad things, but he doesn’t have the market on darkness or codes.

I have my own “Dark Passenger” that makes me go a bit mad. If someone eats all my Cheetos, changes my favorite channel, or tells me to go to bed…….well….I’m just saying……things can get ugly. But it’s because of important stuff like I just said, so I have a code too.

AND…..Unlike Dexter, I didn’t muck things up by getting married and having a kid. Well, maybe I did get married that one time (Click here for evidence of my possible nuptials.) Plus, he thinks he’s slick because he’s a blood splatter guy at the police department. BUT….I’m as adorable as heck. Who would ever suspect me?

CHECK OUT MY AUDITION REEL:

“Do I need a warning label or what?

You knew I’d snap if you touched my snacks.”

”Little pieces? I’m seeing why that makes sense now.”

“Holy macaroni. I hope that was a postmortem spasm.”

“Okay. I’m not allowed to use sharp objects….so….I’ll just have to keep patting him down until all the air comes out. Then he’ll fit.”

“Nothing to see here. I’m just taking the trash to the dumpster.”

Anyway…..If you’re listening Showtime, I think you could definitely replace Dexter with a new show. You should call it Justice or Just-Ice. Think about it. My agent’s name is Mommy. She’ll be waiting for your call.