Having fun being One!

So, I'm back. I have had to hire a new typist, Daddy has been busy working or something. I know that all my fans are pounding on the door for me to write a new post, now that I'm one and all. I have been busy, lots of work to do. (I'm so glad that play time is work to a kid my age)

Mom and Dad better not catch us, that's their good wine and Rufus has already been banned from anything with wires.


Now. that I am one, Mommy thinks that I need to learn how to be a big kid, She's been taking me to all sorts of places and teaching me about new things.

Mommy, fish are slimey and wet, I don't think that I like them.

She is always making me go play-fun-play.

Doesn't she realize that I have work to do.

I need a snack break and to say, "Hi" to my fans.

My favorite words are,"hi" or "bye" depending on if we are coming or going.

So, a few days ago it was St.Patrick's day, next weekend is Easter and it's spring.

We have some partying to do.

So this why you "play in the dirt."

These smell yummy.

I really like to pick the flowers, Mommy do you want the purple one?

Come on guys, I am ready to play! Lets Go!!!

This is fun!

Mommy, I'm not ready to do this by myself .

I love the swing!!!

Uncle Jerry wants me to go down, I think I like the veiw from the top

You better catch me mommy,

I'm not too sure about thisI think I want to do it again, and again

This is getting complicated! So you mean that you have to put the green ones together and listen at the same time?

I think that I'm better at just being cute. Here are some of my tips

Get lots of exercise

share your food with your brother, helps cut calories

I have a new beauty tip for all my fans

-go completely all natural for your skin and haircare

It's peanut butter!!!

I told you that I would look beautiful!!

It's tough being so gorgeous!

A Day In The Life...

Arr...matey! Here be another chapter in the quest for treasure! Set the mainsails and hoist the jib me hearties! There be fishy crackers on the horizon! Avast! I've got a load of plunder...down under! I mean...I need to be changed please.

Mom! Those pajamas are dry clean only!

One of the things I've learned about cooking. When Great-Grandma Schoenheit is baking, remember the stop, drop, and roll technique.

Oh yeah! Dancin' queen! Shake it to the left...

Shake it to the right!

Shake it to the left again!

Oreo's and Strawberry wafer cookies? Oh, they are gonna be sorry they gave me this much sugar tonight!

...and she's cli-i-imbing the sta-airway...to Papa-t's off-ice.

Here we have an excellent example of Homo frozmibutoff. This rare creature is seldom found outside of its native habitat of the snow covered steppes of Koldazell. They subsist on a diet of green olives and Cheese-its.

Four generations of the Tompkins clan. Papa-T, Mommy, Me and Ice-T.

Introducing, Rufus Figg McDoo...

What's up? I'm Rufus Figg McDoo. Y'all can call me Rufus the Terrible. I am the single most ferocious, vicious, bloodthirsty predator that ever lived. You will all fear me. Especially your socks. Your socks will really fear me.

Super Cute picture #1

Super Cute picture #2

Super Cute picture #3

Watch me work it!

Yo, welcome to my krib. I did all the decor myself, I got a thing for cardboard. Dig it? Catnip? I don't smell no catnip. What makes you think I got catnip? Heh, heh...cough.

Cabin Fever!!!

Hey everybody. Just catching up on some sleep. It was a tiring trip. We went up to the cabin Grandpa Greg rented and had a weekend in the snow. It was lots of fun! See for yourself...

This is my sled. Pretty stylin' huh? Only problem is that it's blue. I'm a girl. Blue is NOT my color! Duh!

Mush! Mush! FASTER! Ugh, it's impossible to find good help these days!

This was exhausting work! I was pooped!

Hi. I'm cute. I'm really cute. I'm really really cute. Give me a cookie.

This is Cousin Donnie. He's alright, but he smells like cats.

This is the cabin we stayed in. One night Cousin Donnie's breath set off the smoke detector. We all woke up and he blamed it on Vegas. Bad Donnie, bad.

Uncle Jerry, pay attention to the baby with the maraca. Ignore the Catan on the end table, focus on the baby.

Cousin Donnie is lucky the mounties weren't nearby. They would have given him a S.U.I. and taken his snowshoes away. What a dork.

Bananas are num-num!

Vegas Brown.

It looks like someone was eating a giant powdered doughnut and sneezed...a lot.

Ascending from base camp.

6 inches of snow onda Honda.