I got older. And more blueberry stainedier.
Gobble
They fed me turkey tonight. Why have I not been fed meat all along? Mucho buenos.
So is it Farve or Favre? How am I supposed to learn this language if you keep changing the rules? Arg.
Hi, I’m Jack, and I likey curry.
Dad started on my room before I was born. He finally finished it! Well, except for the exposed wiring hanging into my crib… And apparently this nail I’m sitting on. Ouch.
Mom hangin with Sherm and Arthur. Stupid cats stealin my snuggles.
Hangin with Dad on Columbus Day. Ah, the crisp autumn New England air. Or so pops says. I’d say it’s freaking cold… that would be “wicked cold” for you NEers. Alright, lets roll pop. I need a macchiato.
Crops didn’t amount to much this year.
It’s about time I get some real food. Mmmm corn.
Mom tells me that dad is a pretty good cook. The breast-milk-garlic mashed potatoes and bananas they tried to feed me tonight would suggest otherwise.
