Friday, October 27, 2006

I love Fall!!

The Season of Fall, as seen through Knox's eyes.

Yay for leaves!



Mmmm... leaves are gooood.



...sniffle...what do you mean I can't chew on leaves?

...sigh...



Oh well - I guess I'll make do with super bland rice cereal.

Yum. I can barely stand how delicious it is.




Between the leaves & food, bathtime is not optional.

Friday, October 20, 2006

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Life in WV...

I have finally settled into my new (albeit temporary) residence in WV - and it is as fabulous as expected.

The trip here was incredible. The leaves were changing, the sky was blue, and I watched it all through my eyelids.


Soon after we got to WV, my parents packed me back up and dragged me to visit Uncle Stew in Tennessee. Despite my lack of excitement for another road trip, I quickly changed my tune when I got to see all of the cool stuff my uncle works with... I was particularly taken with an articulated dump truck painted white.


But soon we made it back to Peedles and Poppy's house and truly settled into a better schedule.

Despite the change in location, my days are still to be envied...

I have a personal rocker.



I have a personal walker who takes me to view all things shiny and moving (on this day it was a river). Quite stunning...



I have all the toys I could want. Here is my new favorite - a mylar balloon that says "Oh No, the Big 3-0." Whatever... it is shiny and I LOVE it!



I have someone to hoist me up high and carry me around - this is especially handy when I am sick of being at ankle level.

NOTE: After months of trying, I finally nailed mom on her head with a little "present".



All in all, life is pretty great. I have two parents who love me...



...but aren't afraid to put me in my place either.



But I know I'm still the boss.

Recognize.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Wyoming... it's beginning to grow on me.

Well, Mom and Dad broke the news to me... we're moving to Cheyenne, WY.

It's been an adjustment to say the least, but I've been coping. I went through the classic stages of grieving...

Denial... They wouldn't REALLY move me to the middle of nowhere!

Anger... wait a minute - they ARE moving me to the middle of nowhere!!!!!


Bargaining... I consulted with Hippo on possible black-market baby trading opportunities. Alas, Hippo is now leading the "clean life". Whatever.

Depression... Double whatever.


And finally... Acceptance.

I have nothing left in me to fight. We're definitely going to the "Magic City of the Plains."



See you all there!!