Friday, November 2, 2007

Life Is Cruel

Thanks to diapers, hand-me-down shoes, an aggressive older brother, and the church nursery, my life is already pretty hard. But Wednesday Mommy and Daddy decided that I had it a little too easy and that they needed to make my life even more difficult. So they made me dress like a bug for an entire day. A bug! Something that people smash, ward off with citronella candles, or kill with insecticide. What a miserable fate! In addition to the indignity of spending the day as an insect, the costume itself was oppressively hot and covered pretty much my entire body.



Meyer, by contrast, got to dress as his favorite cartoon character. The injustice stings like bug spray.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Saturday, September 22, 2007

One Cookie

Domino's has challenged patrons to grow an Oreo® mustache with the help of one of their Oreo® Dessert Pizzas. The dessert pizza may not be necessary. Look at what I did with just one cookie:


Saturday, September 15, 2007

Monday, August 27, 2007

I Do Enjoy a Good Bowl of Spaghetti

Click on the thumbnails below to see just how much I enjoy a good bowl of spaghetti:


Saturday, August 11, 2007

Daddy Hasn't Made Any Videos of Me Lately

Have you noticed that? I was becoming a minor celebrity on YouTube before daddy got lazy. I suppose that, since he has video of me crawling and walking, he thinks he's done chronicling my childhood until I reach some other milestone. What do I have to do next? Fly?

I'm Only 15-Months-Old, and I'm Already Getting Spam Comments

Look at this! Who would spam a baby's website? I'll have to tighten my security.

Sunday, July 29, 2007

My Age (Actual and Relative) Is My Greatest Asset

I'm amazed by what I can get away with simply because I'm the baby of the family and because I am still (by some definitions) a baby. For instance, if Meyer were to dump out, say, an entire bag of Cheetos® or Tostitos®, mommy and/or daddy would blow up and Meyer would spend four or five minutes in timeout before being forced to say that he's sorry. When I empty an entire bag of snack food on the kitchen floor, by contrast, mommy and/or daddy just shrug, sigh, and get to work cleaning up—giving me the opportunity to get into other things that I shouldn't get into. Likewise, if Meyer were to purposefully squeeze GoGurt out all over himself, he'd get yelled at, sent to timeout, and coerced into apologizing. Me, I just get cleaned up and dressed in more comfortable clothes.

As a fourteen-month-old child, I'm entitled to the occasional mess. But living with a three-year-old who really should know better also helps. Until mommy and daddy have another baby (and let's hope they don't), I'll be the baby of the family. And as long as I can demonstrate that I'm substantially younger and less mentally mature than Meyer, I'm gonna get away with all kinds of stuff.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Reading

When I read, I read aloud:

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

I Can Walk, but I'm Not Going To

As you may have heard, I recently took my first steps. For weeks, people had been pressuring me to get up on two legs, as though my transition to toddlerhood wouldn't be complete until I walked upright.

Well, now that I've satisfied everyone's demands, I'm done. I can walk; I've proven that I can walk; and I'm not walking ever again. I'm much more comfortable crawling, and since crawling gets me where I need to go much faster than walking, I feel no compulsion to stand up and take steps. Further, if I start walking too much, mommy and daddy are going to force me to wear shoes. And I'm not down with shoes. So if you're waiting for a video of me toddling on two feet, you'll be waiting for a long time.

Friday, June 8, 2007

Watch Out!

I'm walking now. Stay tuned for further developments.

Monday, June 4, 2007

Learning to Walk

I've decided that I should learn to walk. Up to this point, I haven't been too worried about walking, because I can get everywhere I need to go by crawling and climbing. And crawling puts me face-to-face with any food that's happened to fall on the floor. (Floor food is the source of about one-third of my daily caloric intake.) But my cousin Sophie, who is only four days older than me, has been walking for over a month. Ever since she started walking, everyone's been pressuring me to get up on two legs. I guess I'll humor them. You can watch this video to check on my progress:

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Dress by Grandma

Here I am wearing the new dress that Grandma made me for my birthday. You'll notice in the pictures below that I'm sitting next to one of Daddy's Quatro Lego® masterpieces. Just after these pictures were taken, I took down Daddy's building Gozilla-style.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Meyer Reads to Me

A more appropriate title might be, "No One Cares That I'm Upset":

Monday, May 14, 2007

Happy Birthday to Me


I turn one today. Not that anyone cares. We celebrated my birthday last Saturday, a full nine days before the actual date. And that party was only half for me! I had to share it with my cousin, Sophie, who was born four days before I was. Meyer never has to share a birthday party. Neither do mommy or daddy. You know who has share birthday parties on dates that aren't that close to their actual birthdays? The cats. Am I no more than a cat?

At least I got a cake. Of course, everyone wanted me to shove my face in the cake and rub icing all over myself like lotion, but I wasn't about to act like an uncivilized barbarian just to entertain people. Sorry I didn't give everyone something cute to watch on YouTube, but at least I have my dignity!

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Testing

Hi. I'm Resha Kate, and I'm getting a feel for my new website. Daddy wants to have it ready by my first birthday (it's about time!), so he's asked me to play around with Blogger and get an idea of how things work.

My birthday is less than a week away, so expect more in the next few days!