Last week mommy started telling me Noah was coming for a visit and he was going to have a party. I knew I wasn't in full party condition, and I'd need to up my calories to really give me the strength I needed for his arrival. So, I had mommy make me a big peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and I really dove into it. I became one with that sandwich.
Mommy says she doesn't know of anyone who appreciates peanut butter quite as much as I do. After I ate my sandwich, I took a nice long nap, drank a few glasses of milk, and then I was ready. Noah's party was last Friday at Aunt Nancy's. He had a bunch of people over and we all went swimming. Here's a pic of the birthday boy with his mommy in the pool. Looks like he had a pretty good time.
There were lots of cool people there. I got to visit a bit with my friend Patrick, who is seen below with his daddy and my daddy.
Patrick and I had a long conversation about various bubble wands, and which brand we felt was most effective in creating the biggest bubbles. There was a lot of chemistry and formula talk that most of you wouldn't understand, so I won't bore you with the details. Needless to say, we feel the bubble industry still has a lot of work to do.
There were lots of cool people there. I got to visit a bit with my friend Patrick, who is seen below with his daddy and my daddy.
Patrick and I had a long conversation about various bubble wands, and which brand we felt was most effective in creating the biggest bubbles. There was a lot of chemistry and formula talk that most of you wouldn't understand, so I won't bore you with the details. Needless to say, we feel the bubble industry still has a lot of work to do.After we got out of the pool and dried off, Noah and I spent some time hanging out in Franklin's kennel. Franklin is Aunt Nancy's puppy, and we had long ago sent him into hiding. Wherever he was, he sure did miss a good time. Look how happy Noah looks.
I sure am glad I ate that PB&J sandwich earlier, because we stayed late at the party. As we were leaving, Daddy, who had enjoyed a beer or two, ran stealthily to Aunt Nancy's mailbox, pulled out his pocket knife, and cut loose all of Noah's balloons. He then ran back to the car and threw them in the back with me, hopped into the passenger seat and told Mommy to step on it. Mommy looked at him like he'd lost his mind. Mostly because he was acting like he'd just committed the crime of the century over balloons. She also called and ratted him out to Aunt Nancy, which I thought was pretty funny. I told him he was BUSTED!
I sure am glad I ate that PB&J sandwich earlier, because we stayed late at the party. As we were leaving, Daddy, who had enjoyed a beer or two, ran stealthily to Aunt Nancy's mailbox, pulled out his pocket knife, and cut loose all of Noah's balloons. He then ran back to the car and threw them in the back with me, hopped into the passenger seat and told Mommy to step on it. Mommy looked at him like he'd lost his mind. Mostly because he was acting like he'd just committed the crime of the century over balloons. She also called and ratted him out to Aunt Nancy, which I thought was pretty funny. I told him he was BUSTED!By the time we got home though, I was zonked. When Mommy went to get me out of the car, this is what she found.
It seemed like I didn't get to rest long though, because the next morning we were up bright and early again. This time it was for baby Amelia's baptism. Mommy got me dressed in my new fancy outfit from Aunt Nancy. I was looking good, if I do say so myself.

When we got to the church, poor Amelia wasn't feeling too well. She has stomach issues like I had when I was her age. Poor thing. Aunt Catherine had to walk up and down the aisle with her while the Priest was talking.
Noah was looking a little worn out from his party the night before as well.
Then I noticed a bevy of beauties off to the side. Mommy said they were a wedding party waiting for us to finish up with the church. I didn't care who they were, they were cute, and they needed some Thomas. So I performed my own version of "Staying Alive" for them.
They were more than a little impressed. They told mommy I was adorable, which is what I tell her all the time.
When we got to the church, poor Amelia wasn't feeling too well. She has stomach issues like I had when I was her age. Poor thing. Aunt Catherine had to walk up and down the aisle with her while the Priest was talking.
I however, managed to find some energy deep within. Mommy says I wasn't on my best church behavior, but I don't know what she's talking about. I was ON.
First, I saluted the flag in the back of the church. Then I attempted to baptize myself in the baptismal font. Then I tried to run up and down the aisles, but mommy caught me. As she carried me out of the church, I screamed MINE at the top of my lungs as she wrestled her camera from my tight grip. When we got outside, I immediately set about burning off some energy.
After the baptism, everyone came back to our place for a party. I was thrilled because there were lots of new people there who hadn't been wowed by my awesomeness before. I'm pretty sure I made some lasting impressions. Needless to say, after everyone left, I took a three hour nap.
I haven't fully recovered from this past weekend. I'm still really tired, and I'm eating a good bit. Maybe I'm growing again, which mommy says cannot be possible because if I continue at this rate, her back will literally break in half when she attempts to pick me up. Someone sounds like she needs a peanut butter sandwich.
Anyway, today's another day, and after I finish my breakfast of cheerios and milk, I have a lot of running around to do. Mommy taught me a new trick of drinking the milk out of the cereal bowl when you finish all the cereal.


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