Get a load of this getup. Can you believe they dressed me up like a moose? They are lucky that I wasn’t very coordinated with hands when they took this picture. If they tried this stunt these days I’d be pulling this crazy hat off of my head.
On the other hand I do enjoy my cloths from MeeMaw. MeeMaw does seem to have a keen sense when it comes to fashion. I’m one dapper little dude.
I wonder what kind of sound a moose makes? I’ve learned that giraffe’s go squeeeeeeeeeeeeeak! But watch out folks because this moose is almost on the loose!
Well six months later and I think I finally have mommy and papa trained. They finally know what and when I like to eat. I’m still not sure why mommy is so excited about this cupcake hat. Who the heck would want to eat a cupcake. The word cupcake sounds gross to me.
How come everyone is so getting ready to celebrate cinco de mayo? The nurse wasn’t dancing around signing tres de mayo when she was stabbing me with her “immunizations.” I’m going to bring Sophie next time and whack her on the leg and see if she likes it. Oh and word from the big kids at daycare is I’m supposed to be getting a lollipop when I go to the doctor. I’m getting cheated.
1-2-3-4 Roar! Check out my awesome new hat! My favorite song is about dinosaurs! Just remember I might be a tiny dinosaur but I make a very loud roar!
ROAR! Today Papa told me about herbivores while I hung out on my blanket in the yard. While I’m an herbivore currently I look forward to being an omnivore like Mommy!
If Papa likes honey then I like honey. Mommy told me I cannot have honey for another six months. What a wet blanket Mommy can be. BOO!
What do you mean the honey is all gone!? Did
Tigger Radar take all of the honey? Papa isn’t going to be happy when he finds out that all of his honey is gone.
How do you like my new smile? I’ve been practicing the last few days and I thought I’d debut my new smile for this hat post. I asked Papa about Saint Patrick’s day and he didn’t have any valuable information. Papa did start blabbing about a snake myth including some old guy who chased them out of Ireland. We’ll I looked Saint Patrick’s day myself and found out that I got shorted. Where was my green formula!?
Alright you caught me at moment of weakness. I thought I could handle 8 ounces of formula.
Ha! You thought there was some scary purple owl that lived in a North Carolina park? You must be as crazy as my MeeMaw. I’m just sitting here enjoying my hiding spot in this tree hallow. I spent the weekend camping with Mommy, Papa, Grandpa and MeeMaw and it was awesome! I took a early morning hike with Papa while everyone else was sleeping. I love riding in the new backpack that Papa got me. Papa doesn’t even call me husky even though I look like the Michelin man.
Back to enjoying the shade before I kick grandpa’s butt at ladder ball.
Oh no it is the purple owl of Dan Nicholas park! He’s going to eat you!
Who are you calling the Easter bunny!? Do we look like we crap jelly beans? Radar and I bonded after I showed off my crazy jumperoo skills.
I‘ve gone on a smile strike when you try to take a picture of me with my weekly hat. I’ll begin smiling again when another Star Wars hat appears. Seriously I’ll outlast all of you so MeeMaw best get started on a Boba Fett Helmet.
I decree that is is Jumpero time! Scratch that it is diaper time Meemaw! Just remember that what I say is the law since I’m the prince. Heck I like the frog on my shirt so much I might make next week frog week.
Papa says that if I was crawling he’d have the perfect theme song for this post.
Phew being a prince is hard work. I’m going to sit here and watch my Jester dance like a monkey. I decree snack time!
I’m far more active than a giraffe. Take notice of my awesome Jumperoo moves. When Meemaw was making my hat I don’t think she was trying to say anything personally. Don’t get me wrong, I like giraffes but I don’t like being indirectly called lazy.
Here check out my tongue, it is not even black. I swear I’m not a giraffe!
Oh my loyal readers have you gone out and gotten a hat with grab-ale tassels yet? NOM NOM I love mine!
Darn MeeMaw this hat is comfy. I especially don’t like being thought of as a giraffe since they only sleep 20 minutes a day. Just ask Papa and he’ll vouch that I sleep much more than 20 minutes a day.
Seriously why are you dressing me up like an acorn and taking picture of me!? They keep telling me that it is MeeMaw’s fault for creating such an awesome hat. I keep trying to tell mommy that a different hat every week is too confusing. Mommy told me that I had to discuss this problem with Papa. Papa does not comprehend the gravity of the situation. Fine I’ll just take a super long nap late this afternoon. We can discuss this further at 3am when I have your undivided attention Papa.
Papa and I discussed my concerns and he referred me to MeeMaw. Apparently MeeMaw also bought my awesome acorn sleeper. I do enjoy my sleeper because it keeps me warm now that I’m sometimes sleeping in my crib. MeeMaw and I are going to have a long talk the next time she visits. If I have to wear these crazy hats I should have some form of design input.
