Listen to Me Sing Christmas Songs

Listen to me singing "Away in a Manger" and "Jingle Bells":

Resha Christmas

I wasn't in the mood to record the other Christmas song I know, "You Never Rock Out." You know:

You never rock out,
You never not cry,
You never rock out,
I'm telling you why,
Santa Claus is coming to town

Also: Here's Meyer doing "Away in a Manger."

In Case You Were Wondering Why I Have a Black Eye on the Family Christmas Card

If you were going to receive a Christmas card from the Tinleys, one should have arrived in your mailbox this past week. (Apologies to those of you who didn't get one.) The card features the three photos that I've included in this post. You'll notice that in each picture I have a black eye. It's glaring. Obvious. Not subtle at all. (If you must, click on the images to see the full-size versions.)

Here's what happened: Days before the photo shoot, Meyer hit me in the face with the stethoscope from our Fisher Price medical kit. (I hope that Meyer at least sees the irony in his using a medical kit to inflict injury.) You should feel sorry for me—my wound has been immortalized on a Christmas card. But don't feel too sorry for me; I beat up on Malachi almost as often as Meyer beats up on me.

Mommy Smashed My Pumpkin

Here's a picture of me and my pumpkin—before Mommy smashed it. Sure, Mommy was carrying Malachi and Midge (one of the kitties) and hauling the big stroller when she tripped and knocked over my pumpkin, but that's no excuse. Fortunately, Meyer stuck up for me and gave Mommy the business.

Resha Kate Tinley Sleeps Where Resha Kate Tinley Wants to Sleep

Bubbles

Listen to Our Song

Listen to me sing with Meyer on our new song. It's called "Everybody Sing, Everybody Play Bass."

"Everybody Sing, Everybody Play Bass" (mp3)

Music: Josh Tinley
"Lyrics": Meyer and Resha Kate Tinley

Meyer Tinley: Vocals, drum
Resha Kate Tinley: Vocals
Josh Tinley: Piano, bass
(Our Yamaha keyboard is responsible for the drums)

I Feed the Kitties

I have a job now. Every day before dinner, I feed the kitty cats. I've gotten so good at my job that daddy lets me do it on my own now. And now that I'm doing the job without supervision, I feel that I can take some liberties, starting with the amount of food placed in the bowls. Clearly our cats aren't getting enough to eat (look at Naomi, for example). But now that I'm in charge of food portions, things are going to change:

The Beach Is Good

The beach is good. The sand is good. The ocean water is good. Playing with toys on the beach is good. Sunscreen is good.

Happy Birthday Mommy!

It's Mommy's birthday. She's four thirty. Daddy, Guy, and I made a video for her:

Love the Baby

I Turn 2 Today

And now that I'm two, here are some things I don't want to see ever again:

• The baby swing


• The baby dishes


• Milk (I drink apple juice and grape juice, nothing else.)

Also: Don't call me "Kate Kate." My name is Resha Kate Tinley. And I brush Resha Kate Tinley's teeth; I buckle Resha Kate Tinley's car seat; and I open the door for Resha Kate Tinley.

In the Backyard

"Old McDonny": My Favorite Song

Here are some clips of me singing my favorite song, "Old McDonny," both solo and as a duet with my brother:

I'm Grumpy

I'm 22 months old. Mommy and Daddy have decided that I'm too old to get what I want when I want it. I've decided that they're wrong. So I make this face a lot:

What I Really Call Meyer

I need to update you on my name for my brother. A couple months ago, I told you that I called him Meymi. That was short-lived. I may have called him that a couple times. Shortly thereafter, I discovered a much better alternative. What is it? You'll have to wait for the video (coming soon).

Daddy Really Needs to . . .

. . . update the pictures of me on my website. I look like a baby.

Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow, Me

When I woke up this morning, I looked out the big window in the kitchen and saw snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow . . . .

Expanding My Vocabulary

I've picked up a few new words since I last posted:

• Bob: the elwoh (see below), rectangular guy on the cartoons


• bot bok: the container I take to school that holds my lunch


• Dahhy: the grown up with the black-rimmed glasses who feeds the ditties (see below) and gets my belly (pictured)


• ditty: any of the furry, four-legged creatures that roam our housed (pictured)


• elwoh: the color of Bob and bananas


• owie: a heavy jacket

I'm Back

Daddy finally figured out the problem with my blog template (the problem that caused the background to be solid purple). Now that we've crossed that bridge, I'll make an effort to post more frequently.

I Suppose I Need a Name for My Brother

Mommy and Daddy are a little disappointed that I still don't have a name for my brother even though I have names for three of the five Backyardigans. To that I say, "The Backyardigans have never wrestled me to the ground and yelled, 'You're yucky!' "

But Meyer is my brother, regardless of how many times he squirts me in the face with soapy water, so I should probably come up with something to call him. Here's what I've got:

Meymi

It's pronounced MIGH-mee. Think of the words my and me combined into one word.

Naturally, this will cause people problems. "Meymi" is one vowel sound away from being "Mommy" or "Mimi." And, since I'm not quite two years old, I have trouble pronouncing vowel sounds clearly. Sorry, you'll just have to rely on context clues.