what's with the trees?

so lasterday afternoon i wanted some of the ice creams that mom had. which is all nice, except she always says that i have to say "trees" in order to get something...
ex:

me-ice cream?!?
mom-can you say ice cream trees?
me-trees???
me-back yard now?
mom- would you trees like to go in the backyard?
me-backyard?!?
mom-trees backyard?

see, it just doesn't make sense. i mean there are trees in the backyard, but how do they relate to my noticeable lack of ice cream? i just don't get it. maybe it's a woodlands thing.

sneakiness

so several times in recented memory i have gotten away with things by being sneakity. the first one was shortly after mom and i made cookies and we were "all done" eating cookies until later. even though there was still a nice big plate of them on the counter right behind mom and dad. so i walked up and asked for a kiss. then i told mom and dad to kiss. by the time they looked up, there was no cookie retrieval possible. they never even saw it coming.
telling them to go away so i can cookie retrieve does not seem to work as well.
i also can do this for muffins and cupcakes, although getting the wrappers off does slow one down.
it's worth it, though.

flavorite praise and worship song

so i figurized it would be nice to share the lyrics to my favorite praise and worship song, actually it's the only the i really sing along to, although mom and i have our differences of opinion on the actual lyrics...

gum, now is the time to worship
gum, now is the time to give your heart
gum, just as you are to worship
gum, just as you are before your God
gum

one day ev'ry tongue will confess You are God
one day ev'ry knee will bow
still the greatest treause remains for those,
who gladly choose you now

repeat

mom thinks it's called "come, now is the time to worship" you can decide for yourselves. http://www.apple.com/search/ipoditunes/?q=come+now+is+the+time+to+worship

dirt-y

so lasterday dad and chris brother went to the store and picked us out a shrubbery (two actually) for outsides in the sideyard, which was niceish. me and mom both helped to puts them in (i got to mostly supervise and provide moral support, while mom gots to keep chris from smacking the gas main with the shovel and helped dig up the lawn.)
chris brothers got the best job, though. he gots to test the yard core samples as dad dug them up. by licking them. they couldn't have tasted too delicious though, as he made some really yuck-ful faces after each taste test. i thought the faces were pretty neat, but no one asked if i would likes a taste.
maybe nexter time.

chicks dig scars

so lasterday, i decided to scale the bathroom counter. problem being that when i was trying to rappel back down, i scraped a considerable length of my torso off on the toilet paper holder roll thingy. which would be okay, except the cut part leaked on my shirt and mom tried to put bandaids on it. the very idea. i mean, if i'm going to be all cuts up, i'd rather not have stickers on top of them, right?
besides, i've seen the bandaid ads. they reduce the likeliness of scarring. and as we all know, chicks dig scars. just wish the whole injury phase didn't ouch so much.

snacks

so in cased you don't know, I'm not sure, but i may have a flavorite snacks. despite all the yummy mushes i've tried, i must confess it is down to either my toes or my leftish thumb.

the righty thumb is right out. dunno why, just don't like it. i'll let you know if i decision between toes and lefty thumb, but for now, i'm just enjoying the snackage.

it had it coming

so lasterday me and my old arch-nemesis, gravity decided to join forces and take on the a new force of evil. seriously, this new thing has been hiding cookies and cakes and brownies on top of the fridge for months. just out of reach but still within sight. taunting me with the mere presence of snacks, but never allowing me access to the scrumptiousness.
when suddenly it was empty and sitting on the low counter over the dishwasher. so i and my nemesis joined forces. i pulled it off the edges and let gravity do the rest. the shattery mess making parts, actually. it clearly had it coming. however, in my haste for vengance, i turned my back on my nemesis and it stabbed me in the back. well, not the back, and not really stabbing. mostly clipping me on the way by with slightish bruising. it is fine though, it was just my head, and it is used to being bumped into things.
i ended up banished to my rooms while mom picked up all the little glassy shards, but all in all i thinks it was worth while.

saddish

so lasterwhile when mom and dad and me visited aggieland (way back when i couldn't sits up by myselfed yet) we found out something saddish. they are going to redo the msc. which although it will looked similar, will possibly not have the same booth where mom and dad met way back in the dark ages 2000 a.d. so we all snapped some pictureds in what was left in the booth (the tables, convenientish was already gone, so my stroller fit right into the booth.)
i suppose the only thing constant is change.
for more informatives see the old/new pictures here: http://msclivingtradition.tamu.edu/

sharing

so lasterday i may not have mentioned something important for you to know about baby kylee person.

she is very good at sharing. i lets her in my room to share with my trains and she doesn't take them from me or push or insist on her turn or anything. just kinda sits there and drools. and i have been known to kiss her on her little bald head for being nice and not taking my things. although i'd never admit to it.

and so far there is no proof! see, you can't see exactly what i'm doing. for all you know i'm licking her. so yeah. ignore the mushy stuff.

all for now.

girls night fail

so lasterday i went to girl's night with mom and was really excitable and looking forwarded to miss emmy's surprised birthdays and cake and all that. unfortunate-ish, i had tooth related grumpiness so after driving all the ways over to miss stephanie's house i got upset and could not calms down.
so we went home.
girl's night=fail.

fun with gramma miss amy

so lasterday i went on a walk with the mall with my mom and miss amy. who i really like and stuff cause she walks with me and helps feed me bagels at panera (long live cinamon cruch bagels!) and also seems to like stan the tyranosaurus rex, so that's all good. there is one problemed though. mom says i cannot call her "gramma." although she does all of the gramma-ish type things (what with the aforementioned walks and bagels and funnish stuff) she is apparently NOT my "grandmother" whatever that means.
anyway me and gramma miss amy had fun wandering around the mall with mom and kylee-sister. we even got to ride the elevator up although i did have to pull an indiana jones and dive in at the last possible second (and accidentally leaving most of my lower legs behind me.) luckfully, miss amy held the door until i made it the rest of the way into the elevator. when we got upstairs, right outside the mickey mouse store i found this really neat half-floaty star shaped balloon from father's day which i got to take home with me.
all in all a most excellent walk.

peaceful protest

so in ordered to affect social changes i am refusing to nap until it rains...gandhi went all hardcore with the whole "not eating" thing, but I think the not sleeping will work to get my point across. especially my grouchiness at not getting rain for the majority of my lifes.

note the innocent "not sleeping" smile

got chris-brother in on the act this morning, so i could sleep in a bit, but still have that no sleep vibe in the house.

i'll let you knowed how it goes.

good job, princess!

so lasterday we got to go to a second-ish wedding receptions for mom's college roommate kelly. which was okay, i supposed. i mean, there were lots of people to play with and runnning around was fun and there were grape slice to eat and all the water you could want. and then as i was running amok i suddenly spotted her: now my first inclinations was to run up and tell her "good job princess!" so i did. i mean, who knows how many castles and dragons she's been busy vanquishing today? let alone evil fairies and ill fitting glass footwear? after that i tooked a while to evaluate the rest of her ensemble. i mean that floaty stuff attached to her head...is that a hat? a blankie she likes keeping with her? just not sure on that one.

anyways, after a while, she and the guy dressed like a penguin went over and started cutting up the cake and feeding each other, which is nice, although princess did get some on the penguin guy's face, so it seems slightly mess-full to me. anyway, a bit later i got hungry, so i took princess person and dragged her over to the cakes, since she's feeding people and all. she very nicely let me have the marlin fish topper to played with and even gave me a sugar starfish to eat for my very own. all in all not a bad shindig.