…since the last time I posted, but it was a busy holiday season and I had to take the month of January to recoup. Now it’s Valentine’s Day and there’s pics I never posted that I probably should so I can satisfy my need for order (in this case, sequential order). So below are some holiday pics so we can continue on schedule.
I also should include some pics of me at Tio’s farm where we caught over 20 fish(weighing maybe a total of 2 lbs). Now, when I say fishing I really mean drop my line in the water and pull the fish out – no hooking worms or getting the fish off the hook. I let daddy do that gross stuff for me. It got kind of cold when we went (daddy was unprepared so I had to wear on eof his sweatshirts), but we rode 4-wheelers until our face was numb. I couldn’t stop smiling the whole time and had to warm up next to the fire to melt my smile away. We also had an epic bonfire to burn off some old branches and stuff. That was cool enough, but we also started throwing firecrackers into the fire and scaring everyone. Daddy wouldn’t let me light the firecrackers because he was worried I would hurt myself so we could only throw them. He failed to mention he used to light them all the time when he was my age and he survived with all his fingers. Anyway, can’t wait until we go back.
Well, I missed #TBT so let’s go with Flashback Friday (#FBF).
I came across this video of me from my first Christmas in Georgia and a few things come to mind.
This is why I don’t let my folks dress me without my input and/or protest. They think I’m having fun, but I was flailing around trying to say, “get me out of this ridiculous outfit because one day it will come back to haunt me!” – prophetic, no?!
Did we not have chairs? I mean why was I on the floor the whole time. They thought I didn’t know any better, but I knew. That isn’t a look of holiday cheer – it was a look of befuddlement because I was wondering why no one was getting me off the floor. Too bad I didn’t have a Life Alert.
I hope my folks enjoyed the fact all they had to get me for Christmas was tissue paper because TIMES HAVE CHANGED, BABY! I’m all about the tech now – gaming PC, iPhone 6+, video games, etc. – time to pay up folks!
So I starred in this off-Broadway production of “The Littlest Christmas Tree” last week. Not sure if you heard of it, but it was a one-time performance that got rave reviews from everyone in attendance. It was so good that everyone in the audience hung around afterward to hug at least one person in the production.
I had more fun with this than it looks and more than I thought I would. I’m thinking about making this a once a year thing – you know, to give my fans what they want but not dilute my brand.
Check back for upcoming shows and check out the pictures and videos below to hold you over.
pre-game pic
I couldn’t help but wave at mommy, daddy, and grannie
that’s one good looking elf
looks like I’m feeling the Holy Ghost
This by far is my favorite video.
Or maybe this is my favorite…
About 18 seconds in you see me calling my friend loco.
Someone is trying to steal the spotlight…some of us just naturally shine bright.
This is the last time I have even looked at the fat man in the red suit. In my first year of existence, I didn’t have a say. The second year, I made sure they heard my protest. It’s amazing I look forward to Christmas. All the presents must have been therapeutic. I still have nightmares so send plenty of gifts.
….because for the first time in my life, I had a we had a white Christmas. It was totally unexpected and totally welcomed. And it was actually perfect timing because I got to wake up early (5:30am) to make a huge mess opening all my presents with mommy, daddy, and grannie, then played with the gifts, and then got to go outside and play with mommy and daddy in the snow – it really couldn’t have been any better. And with all the excitement, we made sure we all understood the reason for the season.
As special as the day was, there was one downside – Buddy, my elf, went back to the North Pole for the year. I always get a little sad when he goes away, but I think about him a lot over the year. He’s my elf and the best elf ever so see you next year Buddy – can’t wait to see what silly things you do next year.
The following pics are from the Christmas season with Buddy and the family. (Note: one of my favorite pics is of me trying to catch snowflakes with my tongue.)
I haven’t had time to write because I’ve been so busy with seeing family, enjoying the season, and PLAYING WITH ALL MY PRESENTS! Santa is either a forgiving soul or he doesn’t do a lot of research when determining who has been naughty or nice. I mean I was like 90% nice and all, but I did have my moments of shall we say less than nice. But Santa sure did treat me good. Bicycles, dinosaurs, super heroes, AND a pretty little kitty. I was totally hoping I would get a kitty and Santa came through for me. I know what you’re probably thinking – I should have asked for a pony. If I had known it was going to be that easy, I probably would have. There are still more Christmases in my future so I need to practice saying giddy-up!
On a somewhat sad note, I had to say goodbye to Buddy – my elf on the shelf. Santa said that he would check in on me from time to time to say hi and see how I’m doing. I sure was hoping he could stick around forever because I really liked trying to find him every morning.
When people ask me if I’ve been Naughty or Nice what do they think I’ll say? I mean they’re asking me to rat myself out. And my parents will say I’m always a good boy. Like they’re going to admit to raising a kid that has been naughty all the time. This is actually a win/win situation for me. Anyway, the truth of the matter is that I’ve been great. Sure I’ve had my moments, but who hasn’t – stone…..glass houses….anyone?
Believe but you will, but I’m still getting PAID! I’ve been able to open gifts from Santa for my advent calendar every day! That has to say something about me, right? Although the question was asked by Grannie as to what I would have to do to be considered naughty enough to not get my daily gift. I’ve gotten pretty close to not getting my gift, but haven’t quite gotten there just yet. The trick is to always throw in the ‘ol “I love you so much (insert name).” And for those particularly hard-to-melt hearts I throw in the biggest hug ever. I’ve never had to go any further than that because they are always putty in my hands by then.
I’ll get back to you later to tell you whether I’ve been “naughty” or nice 😉
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