i met my cousin lucy!!

lucy was born about 3 months before her parents (aunt cara and uncle john) were married. oh, it's not as scandalous as it sounds--lucy is a beautiful olde english bull dogge, not a human baby. of course, she's just as important--she was the first granddaughter of my nonna and grandpa, and is loved as such. my mom told me that she & dad kept lucy at their MacArthur Blvd apartment when she was only 8 weeks old (proof below). from what i'm told, it was a challenge that my parents conquered gracefully and with much patience.

anyway, the photos above are from today, when i visited my aunt cara (or, aunt sissy), and met lucy, from the other side of the glass, but without flinching once while lucy slammed her body into the glass! i wasn't afraid, i just laughed. some people say that i'm "fearless." not sure what that means, but i'm certain that i don't get that from my dad.

rollin' with randolph

i may not have mentioned my pal randolph yet. randolph rat. a gift from my Ant Mimi, randolph rat and i were fast friends. he goes everywhere with me. it's insanely funny when i take him with me to restaurants. as a matter of fact, mom & dad decided that they were going to start chronicling randolph's whereabouts, so keep an eye and ear open for a future announcement of how to follow the Rat Around Town. anyway, here's a picture of me ready to go rolling while my mom runs on xzxzxz Creek Trail. me and randolph, of course.

beatin' to the rhythm of my (ant mimi's) drum

i was hanging out at my ant mimi's. she has tons of cool stuff, but on this day she pulled out her drum. i couldn't wait to get my hands on it!  word on the street is that i got rhythm.