Monday, April 20, 2009

Sick Sick Sick

I woke up with a poofy, red eye today. I am not happy. Thankfully its not all goopy and gross and even better, I get to stay home from school.

Not so fun, puke.

Even worse....medicine.
Here I am hiding from Mommy so I won't have to take any!

More hiding.
There is no way she can get under this table!
Mwahaa.

Feeling a bit better, I help Mommy steam clean the carpet
because of my many, many puke episodes .

Monday, April 13, 2009

My Cups.

I have tons of sippy cups and on a typical day I am not without at least two or three at any given time. Sometimes I like to take swigs out of each of them, one by one. Nobody can touch my cups, except maybe Mommy. I love my cups. Mine.

Two and a Half



Today I am two and a half. Totally deserving of cupcakes I feel. Mommy and Daddy comply to my wishes. Yummmm.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Friday, April 3, 2009

I Have An Addiction


My name is Khai and I am addicted to Yogurt Melts. I don't know when this habit begun but I cannot stop eating them. I need them the minute I wake up. I need them the minute I come home from school. I need them pretty much always. I used to just eat a handful at a time. Nowadays I polish off a bag in one sitting. Its becoming an expensive habit but I have Mommy on top of it, running to the store sometimes weekly to keep an ongoing supply for me.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Dreams

I have decided its about time to record some of my dreams.
I have lots of dreams. Some scary, some silly, some happy, some sad.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, I have some pretty awful dreams and Mommy says I start yelling for help in my sleep.
But she is always there to give me big hugs and assure me that everything is alright.
Every morning when Mommy wakes me up, she asks if I had a good sleep - I always say Yes Momma, I had good sleep!
Then she asks if I had good dreams, and depending on if I did or not I'll tell her so. Lately she's been asking me what I've been dreaming about.
Today's post will consist of my first four recorded dreams EVER!


Dream Log 1:
I dreamt about Papa and Carter and balls. We all were playing with them.
The End.


Dream Log 2:
Today I dreamt about Cars. Mommy asked me what were the cars doing? I said "Mad cars".

Dream Log 3:
Did you have happy dreams? Yes Momma. What did you dream about? Thomas. There was a crack in the track.


Dream Log 4:
Today I dreamt about kitties!!! Meeeow.


Sunday, March 8, 2009

Day In DC

Mommy, Daddy and I spent the day in DC today. The first and MOST important thing to mention here is that I rode the Metro. While it wasn't my first time, it was the first time after I developed my love for trains. It was pretty crowded but I got a good window seat and sang for everyone all the way into DC. Our goal for the day was to hit the Natural History Museum and the Air and Space Museum. Unfortunately half way thru the history museum I got really tired and passed out in Mommy's arms. I woke up during lunch and after a little snack we finished up there and headed for the Air and Space. Along the way we stopped at a park and were having ourselves such a good time that we neglected to check the time. By the time we got moving, we only had 15 mins left before the museum closed. We ran thru it as fast as we could, but it wasn't enough. Hopefully we'll come back another time because there is so much I want to see there! Planes, rockets, missiles, spacemen! After we got booted from the museum, we spent some time on the Mall and caught the 5pm Metro home. Probably not a good idea because it was even more crowded than in the morning and Mommy and Daddy seemed pretty frustrated. We finally made it back around 7pm with me passed out in the back seat.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Ming Ming Duck

Oh how I love Ming Ming (still). Ming Ming has earned a special place and every single night she is the first thing I look for before heading off to bed and the first thing I look for when I open my eyes in the morning. I must confess though that some of my other buddies have been shafted along the way and I feel rather bad about it (that means you Thomas).