My Wicked Awesome Boston Trip: Part 2

Welcome back! Here's Part 2 of my magical mystery tour of Boston:

The ladies and I took a little trip to the Children's Museum in dowtown Boston.

Apparently, I'm not a big fan of portholes.

Bubbles on the other hand are quite fascinating.

Wow that's a real fancy bubble there Auntie Liz. Wanna know what I really think of it?

SPLAT!

Oh really? You think you can just blow a bubble in my face and expect me to just sit here and take it? HOW DARE YOU!

POW!

I see...haven't learned your lesson eh? Well TAKE THIS!!

ZOK! That'll teach her to blow bubbles again.

Speaking of bubbles, here's mom and me underwater.

Just checking out the putting green. My short game needs some work.

Aren't we supposed to use a club to put it in the hole? Ah the trusty old hand wedge. My favorite club.

Well hello there you handsome devil. My shadow and I regularly have pose-offs. It always ends in a tie.

The girls and I made our television debut in an episode of Arthur. Unfortunately Gracie tragically lost her legs during filming.

I found this purple ball while cruisin' for chicks out on the dance floor.

This tube was easily my favorite part. I could crawl back and forth all I wanted and no parents could get to me.

I met up with Big Papi for lunch. He wanted my autograph. Instead I gave him this sweet denim jacket.

And what trip to the museum is complete without a little stroll through a refugee camp?

Thanks to my Boston peeps for showing me a great time! Love you guys! Unfortunately, I got a bad cold and had to come home early. Hopefully, that's the last time that happens.

My Wicked Awesome Boston Trip: Part 1

I just got back from my most recent trip to Beantown. Here are the highlights:

Boy, the leg room on these planes keeps getting smaller and smaller.

For my friend Tina I demostrated what it takes to be a Harlem Globetrotter/Greatest Basketball Player of All Time. Most importantly, you need to have a taste for the ball. Literally.

Secondly, you need cool kicks and mad dribblin' skillz like these.

You also need to have charisma and look good out on the court to get the crowd on your side.

It's often critical to test out the nets just to make sure they can stand up to my barrage of jumpshots.

It's also vital to have a winning picture smile for autograph photos. I'm a PTP'er baby! A real diaper dandy!

Again, don't forget to taste the ball.

I should probably taste this blue one too. That'll do.

So here's reason numero uno that I went to Boston: to visit my cousins. As you can see they look exactly the same as last time. Really amazing how they haven't changed a bit.

1,2,3...Pose off! I win. What can I say? I'm the cutest, I always win.

Maddog.

Hannah Banana.

Grace face.

Gracie and Hannah were nice enough to share their food with me.

Maddie on the other hand takes her food a little too seriously.

Here's my new friend Bailey and me as we audition for Newsies. "Santa Fe...are you there?...Do you swear you won't forget me..." Move over Christian Bale, there's a new leading man in town.

One of my favorite games was to sneak up on Bailey while he was sleeping...

And BAM! Give him the flying elbow to the throat! Works everytime.

Mommy bought me my first Sox hat. I'm a proud member of Red Sox Nation.

Look out for Part 2 of my Boston trip coming soon!

8 months!!

Ok so I'm older than 8 months old now. But Pops is taking his sweet time uploading photos to my blahg. Finally after I threatened to have a major blowout on his favorite suit, Pops got his act together. So without further ado, here are my 8 month portraits!

This is the 8 months sign I made. I think my penmanship is coming along nicely.

I've been eating a lot lately, hence the growing potbelly.

This is one of my favorite toys. His name is truck. My cousin Max thinks I should rename him dump.


Here is where I'm planning to switch out the transmission and maybe add a 6 inch lift. Truck could use some more ground clearance to roll over my stuffed animals.

I just need to consult the repair manual.

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This is where I became very interested in the camera and needed a closer look.

Pops is teaching me the art of strategically placed signage.

As you can see I have perfected that art.

Now if you'll excuse me I have some repair work to get back to.

SUPER DUPER BONUS PICS:

I got a new skinny tie to go along with my skinny jeans.

Sexy I know.

All growns up

So I got my first tie. I guess that means I'm a man now (that's all it takes right?). No more of this little boy business. I'm all growns up. To mark the occasion we did a photoshoot:

Two manly men and their manly ties. I tied mine myself. Dad's is a clip-on.

Trying to do a carefree fun action pose but Dad is ruining the picture as usual.

Zip it Pops. I don't wanna hear it. Can we get some real talent in here please?!!

That's much better.

Mom you need to look more adorable. Like me.

Maybe just don't look at the camera so I'm the center of attention. Perfect! That's a wrap!