Where did summer go!? It's already time to go to school! My happiness about that was short lived. Having summer off meant I had to get used to it all over again. But now I've been back for a few months and don't cry anymore when Mama leaves!
Every time I get picked up from school, I say I had a great day, and I've always got a bunch of art projects filling up my backpack! Mama's favorite part about picking me up is that I always say, "I missed you, Mama!"
Ahhh... what's better than hangin' at the pool? (Ok, well, if you don't have a beach nearby.) I loved my pool time this summer. I got so much better at holding my breath! I like to drop my dive sticks on the 3rd step and "swim" down to get them. Usually, I get them all in one swoop! On special days, Mama and I will go get an ice cream treat, eat it by the pool, then jump in! Maybe by next summer, I'll be swimming like a little fish!
Uh-oh. Someone got into Mama's cheek stain! See what happens when she's blogging and leaves me to entertain myself? I was too cute for her to be mad!
We went up to Camp St. Raphael on the 4th to give the campers a fireworks show! Happy 4th of July!
Happy Birthday, USA! Once again, we celebrated our nation's independence at Uncle Marco & Aunt Mere's annual bash! Nothing could make me happier than a day to swim and play with my cousins and getting to eat lots of junk food! 
Dada helped Uncle Marco make his famous onion burgers. I gobbled mine up and enjoyed the fireworks until my little eyes couldn't stay open. What an awesome day. God Bless America! 
Although I don't look super enthused in the pictures, I had a great time at the GTO show in Wichita in July. There were so many awesome goats to check out! Papa had his '69 GTO and '69 GTO Judge at the show. Can't wait for the next show! GR-RRR!!
Hooray! I went to my first movie in the theater! I went to see Toy Story 3 with Mama & Dada, Oma, Auntie Tini and Auntie Tracy. I was a complete angel! I sat through the entire movie without making a peep, unlike other small children that were there! I had a great time. I was so good, that the following week, Mama and I went on a date to see Despicable Me. I was a super good boy for that one, too. I was so excited to tell everyone about the movies I saw "on the big BIG tv at the theater movie!"
I don't know what to tell you. It may have been the allure of the big prize (a red Mustang)... it may have been the fact that I was confined to stay within a two-foot radius of the potty all day... for whatever reason, I tricked Mama into thinking her hard potty-training work was paying off. The celebration didn't last. Here's a quick synopsis: I was forced to stay in the kitchen and bathroom all day, because tile is easy to clean. Mama gave me lots of treats and drinks to make me feel the need to "go". I had a few accidents, I had a few "You did it!!"s. Mama was so excited. I was so proud of myself. But, as soon as I was on the carpet and outta sight, I had a BIG accident. Yikes. And that was that! From that point on, I haven't been interested in the potty. Ugh. We'll try again soon!
