tennis season

barley, the season's starting. it's getting warmer. and the australian open has me fired up. grab your racquet. 

slide to the left...

i'm not really walking yet, but i push around the furniture. and if i hit a wall or get stuck, i scream until someone lets me loose.

portrait of an artist as a young man

one day i'll be a great doodle pad artist like my dad. he drew this toothy portrait of me.

charlie and me

my cousin charlie got to come see me for christmas. he shared his legos and thomas trains with me. that was nice. i wish he didn't live so far away.