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| "Broiler" |
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| "Magnum" |
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| "Petit-Dejeuner Des Champions" |
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| "Cha-Cha" |
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| "Ferrari" |
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| "Besame" |
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| "Golden Swan II" |
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| "Erised" |
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| "Blue Steel" |
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| "Quit Taking My Picture, Mom. You're Stealing My Soul" TM |
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| "Rogue Rain" |
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| "Le Tigre" |
Peace!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The Bold Look of Koler
Like the faucets... and my name... get it? The clever things I come up with at such a young age. Now. I'm thinking of signing on with a modeling agency. I've had some inquiries about it. So- I've been working on a few signature looks. Maybe I'll start with a calendar. Beiber-Fever might be catching. Yeah! Catching the first train out of here. Watch out!
I'll sign autographs as soon as I know how to write. And respond to the sound of my own name.
Peace!
Peace!
I Called The Witch Doctor
Today I went to the doctor and boy did I knock 'em dead.
My stats were on the charts for the first time.
Weight: 23 pounds 12 ounces (98%)
Height: 28 3/4 inches (92%)
Head: 18 1/4 inches (93%)
They said I am heading towards the curve. Not sky-rocketing anymore. Now I am just regular Kole Giant Baby not Kole GIGANTOR Baby Extreme. You can see I am out of the 99 percentile. In FACT (!) I lost one pound. I'm still a pudgy boy with rolls, wrinkles, and flubber to spare. But there is one whole pound less of it now. I was at 24 pounds 8 oz. and now I'm at 23 pounds 12 oz. Nothing to sneeze at. (PS- I don't get that expression. Am I supposed to sneeze at meager details? Someone explain this to me before I really enter society.)
My doctor really swooned over me. He said I had beautifully colored skin. And it is allllll naturallll baby! Let see.... what else did he say. (drumming my fingers) He said that I am a fantastic eater and lots of babies wouldn't eat as much as I do. I eat 1/2 cup of oatmeal and 3.5-4.5 ounces of baby food. Per sitting. Mom was worried that she was sending me straight to OverEaters Anonymous- but Dr. Hatch assured her (and I) that I was getting just the right amount. He said I can guide mom as to how much to feed me. Did you hear that? I guide mom. If I want more? I just open my mouth and mom is supposed to give me more. Feels good to be in charge. Well-(little secret) I've always been in charge it's just nice to have someone verify this.
My doctor also said that I was dealt a bad hand with my sinuses. It's the stock I was bred from. It is simply something I must cope with. And I cope pretty well. Mom is the one that is always worried. I do just fine. It sounds like I am really laboring to breathe- but a little congestion is not a biggie for me.
The shots weren't so bad. I had the good nurse. Lori. She's fast and efficient and gives cool band-aids. The actual injection doesn't hurt me. It's one little poke. I'm MegaBaby and I can handle it. It's nothing. I drank their little health elixir got one shot in the left and two on the right. It was nothing. I confess the second shot on the right stung a little. Okay, it burned. Alright, alright I screamed so loud the windows were rattling. I just wasn't expecting it! Mom was right there- how could something bad happen with mom right there. I screamed and turned bright red and shot tears out of my eyes as fast as they would come. Mom picked me up and I was fine. I did keep a keen eye on Ms. Lori after that. All smiley and sweet. Boy was THAT a show.
My stats were on the charts for the first time.
Weight: 23 pounds 12 ounces (98%)
Height: 28 3/4 inches (92%)
Head: 18 1/4 inches (93%)
They said I am heading towards the curve. Not sky-rocketing anymore. Now I am just regular Kole Giant Baby not Kole GIGANTOR Baby Extreme. You can see I am out of the 99 percentile. In FACT (!) I lost one pound. I'm still a pudgy boy with rolls, wrinkles, and flubber to spare. But there is one whole pound less of it now. I was at 24 pounds 8 oz. and now I'm at 23 pounds 12 oz. Nothing to sneeze at. (PS- I don't get that expression. Am I supposed to sneeze at meager details? Someone explain this to me before I really enter society.)
My doctor really swooned over me. He said I had beautifully colored skin. And it is allllll naturallll baby! Let see.... what else did he say. (drumming my fingers) He said that I am a fantastic eater and lots of babies wouldn't eat as much as I do. I eat 1/2 cup of oatmeal and 3.5-4.5 ounces of baby food. Per sitting. Mom was worried that she was sending me straight to OverEaters Anonymous- but Dr. Hatch assured her (and I) that I was getting just the right amount. He said I can guide mom as to how much to feed me. Did you hear that? I guide mom. If I want more? I just open my mouth and mom is supposed to give me more. Feels good to be in charge. Well-(little secret) I've always been in charge it's just nice to have someone verify this.
My doctor also said that I was dealt a bad hand with my sinuses. It's the stock I was bred from. It is simply something I must cope with. And I cope pretty well. Mom is the one that is always worried. I do just fine. It sounds like I am really laboring to breathe- but a little congestion is not a biggie for me.
The shots weren't so bad. I had the good nurse. Lori. She's fast and efficient and gives cool band-aids. The actual injection doesn't hurt me. It's one little poke. I'm MegaBaby and I can handle it. It's nothing. I drank their little health elixir got one shot in the left and two on the right. It was nothing. I confess the second shot on the right stung a little. Okay, it burned. Alright, alright I screamed so loud the windows were rattling. I just wasn't expecting it! Mom was right there- how could something bad happen with mom right there. I screamed and turned bright red and shot tears out of my eyes as fast as they would come. Mom picked me up and I was fine. I did keep a keen eye on Ms. Lori after that. All smiley and sweet. Boy was THAT a show.
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| So I cried a little after my shots. Whattayagonna do about it? |
I don't mind going to good doctor's office at all. I get to sit around in my diaper and have people coo over me. The doctor said I am very coordinated for a baby my age. He also said I am very smart and charming, dependable, cooperative, energetic, ambitious, friendly, an over-achiever, most likely to succeed. Hehehe. Okay I made up everything after smart. But come one. It's true wouldn't you say? Grampa Poulsen says I'm "Coo-tastic." I think we all would agree there.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Dad's Crib.
On Sunday I took a gerrr-ate nap right after church. Like 2 hours. When I got up, I played with Dad and Mom and we all took a walk. It was warm. I have missed the warmer weather and walks. Especially with Grandma Sheri. We used to go a few times a week. Warm weather will bring those back I am sure. Anyway- when we finished and got home I was all wound up and worn out. I got laid down for a nap and I tell ya... I slept but it wasn't sound and it wasn't for long. Like 45 minutes. Dad got me out of crib and my parents tried to get me happy- but... I was just too tired. So? I got some special treatment.
Nap. With mom. In Dad's cribby. His crib is soft, luscious, and man do I love it. Mom cuddled me real good and we slept for a long time. I haven't had a special nap like that in months. I'd take one everyday. Twice a day even!
Nap. With mom. In Dad's cribby. His crib is soft, luscious, and man do I love it. Mom cuddled me real good and we slept for a long time. I haven't had a special nap like that in months. I'd take one everyday. Twice a day even!
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