When I was little I was given a stack of clothes from a garage sale. There was some really cool stuff in there but my dad was particularly excited about this shirt. Apparently there is a site called HomeStarRunner.com that features a strange little cartoon called Strongbad Email. They were a semi-underground sensation a few years back (before my time) and my dad was stoked that we had this awesome shirt featuring one of the Strong Bad characters.
I had to wait until I was 8 months old to wear it because I was too small but once I was big enough, my dad introduced me to Trogdor. I have to say it’s a little strange. But I guess so is my dad so it’s all good. Once I learn to draw an S and a consumate V maybe I’ll try to draw him myself.
In the mean time, check out the video for yourself and let me know what you think. Awesome or ridiculous? Or maybe both.
One of my first highlights of the past few months is all of the cool new ways I can play. A couple of months ago my parents bought me a real, big kid ball. I even got to pick out the color (but sadly there was no orange). Since then Ive been working on my dodgeball skills to prepare for the big Jr. High dodgeball tournament in February. If I’m good enough by then I’m hoping my dad’ll let me play. Unless of course, he’s afraid I’ll beat him!
As you can see from the video, I’m certainly not afraid to take a hit…but now that I think about it, thats not really going to help me in dodgeball is it?
I know, I know. It’s been WAY too long since I last wrote. There are no good excuses but I’ve got a lot going on. After all, I’m just a baby and, while I am an incredible writer, I’ve had to learn to sit up, crawl, walk, talk, eat, etc, etc, etc. Since I’ve missed so much I’ve decided to catch you all up in the next few days. I officially turn 10 months old tonight just after 10PM so I thought we’ll stick with that theme and I’ll provide 10 highlights from the past three months between now and the new year. Be on the lookout for great things to come!
This afternoon I was reading along with Elmo when I discovered that my book had a built in tooth brush. How sweet is that? Of course I immediately grabbed it and started brushing away.
Judging by my parents response, I think they assumed I was just shoving something random in my mouth. Not that I blame them, though. After all, that is what I do with pretty much everything else.
It’s been over a month since this video was taken so my voice may have changed a little bit by now. Not that I’m a baritone yet or anything. Either way, I sure amd looking pretty cute.
On our trip down to St. Louis we stopped off at the Chesterfield Mall, a bastion of retail bliss. We didn’t actually buy much, mind you. We pretty much just walked around looking at stuff. Kinda mind numbing if you ask me. If only my time had gone as quickly as this little video suggests.
Today was day two of our little trip down to St. Louis. Here are some highlights of my day.
I woke up and relaxed for a while in my PJs with my parents in their huge bed. I was going to have a cup of coffee but then I realized coffee is gross…and I’m less than six months old. I had some milk instead.
Next I headed out into the world of commerce.
There are so many amazing things at a wonderful place called…the mall.
Once we were done at the mall doing our usual looking but not buying (my parents call this window shopping…I call it stupid), we headed back to the pool to take a swim.
I had a blast!
Mom and Dad taught me all about pool safety, how to swim and how not to dive after shallow girls into the shallow end of the pool.
For a while there I was having an intense, Lion King moment…
…only to be interrupted by my goofy dad.
Eventually, I had to have a talk with the old man.
Then I said a little prayer for the poor guy. It must be tough being that strange.
This one is for posterity. My first ever shriveled up, post-swimming, raisin foot.
The rest of the day was spent lounging around at the hotel.
I did some light calisthenics.
Followed by some light hand munching before we headed to dinner with some friends.
We had a great time at dinner and I was ready to party afterward.
But my parents insisted we head to bed.
Now that I think about it, maybe I do need some sleep. I’m feeling pretty loopy!
Mom, Dad & I took a quick trip down to St. Louis for a few days. We were just hanging out in the hotel room when suddenly, my parents had a crazy idea.
They started putting some funny underwear on me (not that I really minded).
Then they added some new shorts. It’s all good though. Cool new clothes are always fun. However, these seemed a little different somehow. I’ve been reading some books about different animals and I know elephants have trunks…but why would you put trunks on me?
We went into this big room with what looked like a giant bathtub. Dad jumped in and took me with him!
I wasn’t sure what to think at first but I got the hang of this whole swimming thing pretty quickly. Here is my butterfly. While the pool wasn’t quite olympic size, I do think I could hold my own against Michael Phelps in the 100 fly in a few years.
Here I am working on my abs of steel. Check out those leg lifts!
Once Mom jumped in, things really started to pick up. She’s so much fun. That girl makes me smile every time!
Here I am showing Dad some of the finer points of thumb sucking. I could probably earn a gold medal in that event, too.
Mommy sometimes thinks I can walk on water. While I’m occasionally inclined to believe her, it didn’t quite work out this time.
So I went back to swimming.
…and sucking my thumb.
All in all, it was a pretty good experience. We got dried off…
Then Dad couldn’t help but take a few more pictures.
Back at the room I became acquainted with this blue spa towel. He was grrrreat!
Later, I could have sworn I heard him say something about my mom so I had to rough him up a bit.
For more on my adventures in the great bath tub of life, check out this video below. You can see even more on YouTube…video 2, video 3 and video 4. I think video 3 may be my favorite. Mommy was so much fun that I couldn’t stop laughing and smiling.
In case you didn’t already know, I am a multialented little man. In addition to my dashing good looks and my exceptional verbal prowess, I am also a one man band/dance troop. My parents have been watching America’s Got Talent this summer and they’ve got some pretty talented kids on there. That being said, Im pretty sure none of them can hold a candle to me.
Note: Why would anyone ever hold a candle to someone else in the first place? That just sounds mean (and painful).
Posted by Chris Sandel 
