
My mommy is an expert at finding new and exciting ways for me to have fun. Here I am taking a turn about the house on my trusty steed: Mommy!




Ladies and Gentlemen, just when you thought it was safe to unwind in your living rooms and let your guard down...tales of another frightening encounter with the infamous NIRTSHIGHT surface to remind us all that no one is safe! Look at the detail captured in this rare image found in the camera of one of our staff photographers! Despite the questionable authenticity, and the fact that the photographer has no memory of the event, tell-tale signs of Nirtshight exposure are clearly apparent. Notice the blurry nature of the being, who either does not take solid form, or moves at a rate beyond or paltry human capacity to observe, depending on the theory, or schools of thought regarding the being you follow. But look at the almost mirthful expression on the creature's face. The apparent awareness of the cameraman. The unwavering, practically maniacal grimace of joy as it apparently unleashes its hypnotic ability to stun the photographer with pure cuteness!! THE HORROR. Lock your windows. Bolt your doors. Sleep with the lights on. Beware the Nirtshight!!




I'm finally big enough to sit in Mommy's and Pappa Ed's old highchair. It'll be a great place to take a snack, work on my coloring, or practice my Nirtshight-like speed of motion. Faster than a digital camera shutter speed, she fans her hands and kicks her feet, blurring the fabric of reality itself!







This year it was a challenge for us to get a Christmas visit arranged with Pappa Tom because of weather, and illness, and being busy. But we finally did two weekends ago! Mommy and Daddy finally got Pappa his gift from them, and Uncle Rhett and A, and my Favorite Aunt Avery and Uncle Jared. They all pitched in to get Pappa a new digital camera, so he could take more and better pictures of me...I mean us. Pappa also had lots of gifts for Mommy, Daddy, and me! Merry Christmas once again!