I'm so glad mom and dad take me to gymboree. I usually start by doing some diamond pushups on the mat followed by working my tris through the blue tunnel. My personal trainer Miss Emily has got me on a strict regiment of drooling on balls, giggling at the flying parachute, and squealing at bubbles. It's really quite exhausting. One hour a day for 90 more days and I'll be joining Team Jacob. Besides working on my singing voice and buffing up my biceps for Hadley, there are balls, bubbles, tunnels, scarves, parachutes, and bells for me to play with and a constant reminder that I AM the cutest baby in Silver Spring. The other babies have good qualities too. I mean Nolan has a nice head of luxurious hair, Jessica has a cute figure, Mae has got 4 beautiful teeth, Jason has the coolest socks, and Nash has sweet blue shoes. But hey, none of them have the total package or have been deemed "The Best Boy" repeatedly. Luckily, we have an Army recruitment center next door and they are already trying to enlist me (yes, they start that young) and hook me up with sweet secret gear that you don't even know about.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Gymboree is all About ME!!
I'm so glad mom and dad take me to gymboree. I usually start by doing some diamond pushups on the mat followed by working my tris through the blue tunnel. My personal trainer Miss Emily has got me on a strict regiment of drooling on balls, giggling at the flying parachute, and squealing at bubbles. It's really quite exhausting. One hour a day for 90 more days and I'll be joining Team Jacob. Besides working on my singing voice and buffing up my biceps for Hadley, there are balls, bubbles, tunnels, scarves, parachutes, and bells for me to play with and a constant reminder that I AM the cutest baby in Silver Spring. The other babies have good qualities too. I mean Nolan has a nice head of luxurious hair, Jessica has a cute figure, Mae has got 4 beautiful teeth, Jason has the coolest socks, and Nash has sweet blue shoes. But hey, none of them have the total package or have been deemed "The Best Boy" repeatedly. Luckily, we have an Army recruitment center next door and they are already trying to enlist me (yes, they start that young) and hook me up with sweet secret gear that you don't even know about.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
An Open Letter to the CEO of PEPCO
Dear Pepco,
I believe you may need a bit of help: Electricity is a form of energy involving the flow of electrons. All matter is made up of atoms, and an atom has a center, called a nucleus. The nucleus contains positively charged particles called protons and uncharged particles called neutrons. When the balancing force between protons and electrons is upset by an outside force, an atom may gain or lose an electron. When electrons are "lost" from an atom, the free movement of these electrons constitutes an electric current.
Beginning with Benjamin Franklin's experiment with a kite one stormy night in Philadelphia, the principles of electricity gradually became understood. In the mid-1800s, everyone's life changed with the invention of the electric light bulb. Prior to 1879, electricity had been used in arc lights for outdoor lighting. The lightbulb's invention used electricity to bring indoor lighting to our homes.
Hmmm...mid 1800's huh? Can you explain why we have needed to buy 4 different gallons of milk this month and had to throw out Bubbe's frozen cajun chicken casseroles from the freezer? I have learned many new tricks this month. I sit up and play, eat different foods including cheerios and puffs, I scoot on the ground to try and get toys, unfortunately no one can see me doing these things because I've been sitting in the dark for most of the month. I'm expecting great things this winter Pepco, I don't plan on going to bed in the dark wearing a snowsuit. Don't let me down.
I would have posted this sooner, but needed power restored so I could site my resources: http://inventors.about.com/library/inventors/blelectric.htm
Monday, August 23, 2010
The Real King of South Beach
Sorry I've been on hiatus from blogging but it's been a crazy summer filled with sand, sun, and milk. In early July, I took my talents to South Beach just like some other guy in the news who needs LOTS of attention. I took my first flight in this big car and charmed all the flight attendants into giving mom and dad peanuts and sodas. Unlike mom and dad, I went to the airport way more prepared for security since I was barefoot. I want to give a shout out to Southwest for letting my 8 bags fly free. I know what you're thinking, I am a bit high maintenance, but I need my multiple hats, sunglasses, and salon grade high powered ceramic hair dryer. We got a big cabana next to an enormous tubby where lots of people were splashing and drinking fruity drinks. My great uncle Chris was turning 50 so there was a big reason to celebrate. I'm assuming he is only 50 months old because I don't know what comes after months. It was a great party and I danced the night away with Gloria Estefan, Enrique Iglesias, and Ray Finkel.
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