Adventures In Sand

Hello dear reader(s)! I am back in Brooklyn and once again, my mom has set up the photo reader on the computer for me so that I can update you on my latest adventures.

As I mentioned earlier, I spent last week at G Squared's house with the poodles and my mom. We had quite a few adventures which I will try to tell you about in the next few posts. It is going to have to take a few days and different posts to cover it all because, let's be honest, pudgy short fingers just don't type so fast!

Last week, over the long Fourth of July weekend, my dad and mom took me to Lakeside Park which is near G Squared's house. That is where I discovered this amazing substance called...sand.
My dad put this sand stuff over my legs and they...DISAPPEARED! It was absolutely incredible. I looked and looked but my legs were completely gone! Then, he moved the sand and my legs magically appeared just like they were before. Incredible. I tried to pick up the sand but it just sort of slipped through my fingers. I tried to eat the sand but it was sort of gritty and not so tasty. I am still very puzzled by the whole mystical experience but I can't say that I didn't really like it. In fact, I am very much looking forward to my next encounter with this strange and magical substance.

While we were at the beach, my dad and I went for a little swim in the lake. Well, that is probably a bit of an overstatement. We actually sat in the water and splashed a bit. I really enjoyed the water and the kids running around and playing were better than watching TV! I just can't wait until I can run and jump and splash like those big kids!

On a side note, you may wonder how a diaper wearing baby such as myself could get in the water without emerging with a gigantic saturated diaper. Did you know that there are special swim diapers for babies? They are made especially not to swell in the water. Who knew?

Here I am with my dad after our swim. That green T shirt is a special SPF 50 shirt that helps to keep my very pale Anglo Saxon skin from turning bright red. Do you see how pale my dad is in the photo? Multiply that by 10 and that will give you an idea of how pale I am! I guess I didn't get any of my mom's olive skin tones!






On a totally unrelated, but very personally important subject, I have a new high chair in which to eat! As you can tell, I am thrilled. Previously, I was eating from my walker which presented a number of problems for my parents. Most significantly, I really enjoy eating and walking at the same time. They kept complaining that it was very difficult to shovel food into my mouth as it whizzed by at supersonic speeds across the kitchen floor. So, I (very kindly, I believe) agreed to the high chair with the specific caveat that my food quality and quantity not be altered in any way whatsoever.