We're Back!

I'd like to be able to part the curtain with a big "I'M BACK!"  But Joey's here now.  For good apparently.  So.  We're back.
And can I say, against popular belief I don't mind the Joe Bo.  In fact, I often remind Mom to bring him places.  Not that she forgets him... I just like to be Mom's Helper.  I check up on things just like her.  I change diapers and give baths and get that little one to bed on time.  *sigh* Being two sure is harder than being one.  I tell ya.
In recent news, it's almost Christmas.  (Which I pronounce Crimbus.)  The tree is up and every morning the first thing I do is run out to the tree and wait for mom and the baby to catch up.  Mom plugs it in and every morning without fail I am left speechless.  After a few moments of revered silence I say, "Awesome."  And we move into the kitchen for breakfast.  My days are really centered around Christmas right now. I like to look at the tree.  Point at the ornaments.  Have mom pick me up to see the ones on top.  I draw Christmas pictures.  We listen to Christmas songs. We eat Christmas cookies.  Or regular cookies.  It doesn't matter to me.
My favorite game to play that doesn't involve trucks, trains, or tractors.... I like to specify because trucks, trains, and tractors are my all time favorite... But I'm branching out.  So, my favorite non-truck game is "Pretend to Be Asleep."  It's real easy.  I pretend to be asleep.  Mom covers me up.  I snore.  She tickles me.  I wake up.  And we laugh and laugh and laugh.  What a game.  Oh.  Joey is there too.

The little rascal is growing on me.

I'm asleep.

Joey is learning from The Master

Wake Up!

Santa Beard!  Christmas in the tub!  The Best Ever!

Elf Hair.  Mom is really good at making anything Christmas-y.

This is just me.  Stuffing my face.

Cool hair.

A Koley-sized Christmas tree.

Could life GET any better?

A Couple Vids

My Trip To Idaho Falls

A couple weeks ago Mumsie and Popsicle took me to my old stomping ground up in Idaho Falls.  I got to see Grandma Gingew.  Pampaw George was out of town.  We stayed at Pop Pop and Bam Bam's.  I'm slowly picking names for all my nearest and dearest.
The weather was perfect for yours truly.  We spent lots of time outside.  Which is MY FAVORITE!

Photo Frenzy

I can say...

Soooo, Guess what?

I CAN TALK!

It's big news around here.  If you say something, I'll repeat it for you.  It's not crystal clear.  But ya get the gist.  And, I only talk at certain times.  For instance, I never talk in front of other kids.  Too shy.  I rarely talk in front of any one other than mom and Dad.  I don't like to talk right before bed either.  If you try drilling me then... it just won't work.  It is no time to educate me when I am sleepy.

Mom made a list of the words I can say.  I can say 90 words!

1. bowl
2. spoon
3. milk
4. more
5. go
6. car
7. truck
8. choo choo
9. done
10. dad
11. shoe
12. sock
13. pants
14. eyes
15. ears
16. belly
17. baby
18. side (means outside)
19. seat
20. Mommy
21. cheese
22. key
23. quack quack
24. barn
25. door
26. coat
27. no
28. Uh oh
29. Oh no  (I know it's sorta cheating counting these last three... but I'm proud of myself!)
30. crash
31. park
32. dog
33. ball
34. chair
35. couch
36. toast
37. push
38. night-night
39. bear
40. up
41. TV
42. cookie
43. cake
44. bird
45. tree
46. apple
47. bus
48. honk
49. kids
50. poo poo
51. diap (means diaper.  I'll point to my whizzer when I say this... in case you don't understand me)
52. oh yeah!
53. cool
54. book
55. bee
56. sweep
57. clean
58. bee-kit (blanket)
59. light
60. off
61. Ewww!  Gross!
62. PU
63. stinky
64. see
65. wow
66. sauce
67. pizza
68. peach
69. cup
70. sheep
71. sleep
72. ouch
73. bunny
74. kitty
75. meow
76. tick tock
77. pig
78. cow
79. moo
80. Ho!  Ho!  Ho!
81. monkey
82. Moose
83. rock
84. hello
85. bye
86. hoot
87. bum
88. cold
89. pee pee
90. Kole

See I'm SMART!  I know this video has really gone viral.  But I put it up here for the Grandmas to see.  And, don't worry, I'm making more.  I think it'll be a series.

3 Videos. Koley and Greta Girl.

The Adventures of Koley In Pictures.

I wear a hat every single day.



Sun up.  To sun down.
Them there cattle need me.




I practice my piano.
Working on some Beehtoven.




Mom covers me in blankets.




Every blanket in the house that is.
Pretty deep!
It's so soft and cushy!
It's heaven.



One day Mom thought she lost me.



I was just under the bed.



I thought I'd be stuck there.
Forever.

This is how I am the 30 minutes before Dad gets home.
It's rough.
For everyone.



I like to eat big kids food at the big kids table.
High Chair... Schmigh chair.




I enjoy playing with my zoo.
I'm a very scientific man.



This was before I got my hair cut.
Honing Willie Nelson.



And after, Mom wanted to make sure we could still put it in a pony tail.



I wait for Dad by the window every night.
Nice legs, huh?
I should model for Venus.



Half Birthday!

Grandpa Poulsen would probably tell me I'm 547.5 days old.  He's mathy like that.
That equates to a year and a half. 
And lemme tell ya...
Good times NEVER seemed so good.