Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Some New Faces

Greetings loyal readers!

Just a quick update to showcase some new facial expressions I've been trying out. Let me know which is your favorite!

(By the way, Mama wants me to tell you all that anyone can comment on my blog - you don't have to have a Blogger account. Just make sure you sign your name so I know who you are!)

I've been working on my Fire Breathing Dragon faces, in which I also huff and puff through my nose while looking very menacing:
But then when Mama kisses my tummy it spoils the effect!
Here's what Mama and Dad annoyingly refer to as my "boo-boo" face. This is the face that I make when I'm hungry, tired, wet, feeling ignored or bored, or any combination of these.
This is my "Thanks Dad for throwing me up in the air" face!

Other than trying on new faces, I've also been trying on some new shoes. Dad's in this case.
Here's me reaching for Harry Potter before Dad can hide it from me. He hates Harry Potter. Mama calls him The Ultimate Scrooge.
Ok, well gotta go, the cat's bugging me to take a nap with her again. She is so bossy, seriously.
Until next time, I remain your humble adorable baby,
Silas T.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Tofurkey Day Update!

Hello friends and family, Silas T. Hickox here to update you on my life as a baby for the past two weeks.

One thing that happened is that Mama and Dad took me to see the funny man with the mustache who always pokes stuff in my ears and looks inside my diaper - oh, and he makes those mean ladies poke me in the thighs with sharp sticks that make me cry! But never too long, because I'm a Big Boy. Anyway, he told Mama and Dad that I weigh 17 lbs 7 oz and am 26 inches long. Woo boy, did I say I was a big boy or what?!? I am in the 75th percentile for both height and weight (whatever the heck that means).

Here's me looking big and strong!
Since I'm such a big boy now, I'm learning to sit up all by myself. It is so cool!

It's getting cold here in Michigan, so Mama and Dad decided I needed warm furry things to keep me from being cold when we go outside. Why oh why do they confuse me with a little bear? Please, if you know, write in and tell me. Because right now I just think Mama and Dad are extremely, um, "special" if you know what I mean.

Dad, all I need is a ride in your coat! Duh!
I almost forgot, today is Tofurkey Day! Mama and Dad and I don't eat turkeys, we adopt them, apparently. We picked out this Turkey, Hildy, and sponsored her through Adopt-A-Turkey. Isn't she cute?
Mama also let me play with my new favorite toy, the whisk, between gravy stirrings. Yum!
Mama and Dad and I were busy in the kitchen all morning, making Tofurkey, mashed potatoes, cornbread stuffing, cran-orange relish, "crapple" (seriously, people, they eat weird things), green beans, rosemary-potato rolls (that looked like piles of dog doo but supposedly were tasty) and mushroom gravy. I can't wait until I'm allowed to eat real food!

Mama also made this Pumpkin-Tofu Cheesecake (with no cheese) that looked really good too. Big people get all the good stuff!
I tried to use my mind control powers on them to give me some, but it didn't work out. Yet.
Dad tried to explain that one day I'll only eat big people food and won't eat Mama's milk anymore. I was like, "Yeah, that's a pretty funny story Dad! If that is your real name..."

All that work in the kitchen stirring gravy and all I got was this lousy rattle to chew on.

Well, Mama did offer me some milk as a consolation prize. It was quite a good vintage!
And with that, I will remain until next time, your humble adorable baby,
Silas T. Hickox

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

More from Oregon!

Dear Readers,

Silas T. Hickox here, to update you on my visit to Oregon. It's still pretty cool here. Grandpops and the Crazy Singing Lady (aka Grandmoms) are treating me like the best thing since sliced bread!

The other day Grandpops and Mama put together my Oregon High Chair. What an educational experience for me!

I learned all kinds of new words, like "aich". As in, "What the 'aich' is that diagram supposed to mean?" Oh, and "eff" and "ess." As in "Where the 'eff' does this peice of 'ess' fit into the picture?"

They were pretty proud of themselves when the chair was all put together. I didn't know what the big deal was. I mean, have they seen some of the things I've produced in my diapers? Seriously. That's work.

But the chair is pretty cool, I like being able to see everybody coming and going.
There are these totally bizarre creatures here called "dogs." This one in particular is fascinated with my diapers. Who wouldn't be, really?
Here is Grandmama holding the one called "Mindie."

Here is me with Grandmama and Papa (they're Grandmom's parents. Everyone has parents, it's so weird!)Grandpops is obsessed with this weird goat. The goat sings "High on the hill lived a lonely goat herd" from The Sound of Music. Basically the whole house goes insane with delusions of operatic grandeur whenever the goat sings. Get me out of here, they're insane!

I'm much more interested in my toes lately. Grandmom calls these my "piggies." I don't call her the Crazy Lady for nothing, folks.

Between playing with my goat, banging stuff on my new high chair and eating my feet, sometimes I just like to kick back and hang out.

And bounce.

And play with Mama!
Well, it's getting to be my bedtime people. I'll catch you on the flipside!
Until then, I remain your humble adorable baby,
Silas T. Hickox

Thursday, November 02, 2006

My First T rip to Oregon

Greetings, Readers!

I'm writing to you today from the lovely green state of Oregon. It's pretty sweet out here! I'm here helping my grandmom recover from some "surgery." I don't really know what it's all about, but I do know that it is soooo fun being out here with my crazy lady (Grandmom) and my Hickory Dickory Dock, Grandpops.

Here's me and Granpops, just hanging out.

This fellow is my "Papa," he's actually my GREAT grandpops. He's fun, he gets on the floor on my level!
This is my new move, the inchworm. Mom calls it crawling. All I know is that I can move around the room, which is a pretty good trick, if I do say so myself.
Mom is SO embarrassing sometimes!
Whatever you do, DON'T call it a nightgown! Clearly I'm wearing pajamas.
Mama and I helped Grandmom change her sheets (before her surgery, of course!)

I made sure there was plenty of drool to go around.
What do you mean drool doesn't belong on sheets?!?

Here's mama carrying me around in the Ergo carrier. It's pretty cool, and mama loves it. Grandmom even wore me around in it the other day!Mama took me to visit some of her crazy friends. That's Aunt Nica and her doggy, Roxy, Uncle Joe and of course, me and Mama.

I'm making eyes at Grandmom here.

Car rides make me sleepy sometimes.Other times they make me hungry!
Well, that's all for now, folks! I'll be sure to keep you apprised of any new discoveries I make out here in the Pacific Northwest.

Until next time, I remain your humble adorable baby,
Silas T. Hickox