Potty Time.

Guess what I did yesterday? Yep, i went poo in the potty all by myself. Mommy and Daddy were very happy and so was I. I'm getting to be a big boy now.

I like counting...

I started school this week. I like it. We play outside and inside. I get to paint and stuff, it's fun.

I am counting more and more. I like it.

Here is a video I like, it has counting.

1, 2, 3...

Daddy here.

While reading books tonight, Holly and I asked Parker how many ducks there were.

He pointed to the first one and said one.

then he moved to second one and said two.

and with a little help from Mommy, he said three.

Wow.

Gone Fishin'...

I went fishing with my Grampy and Uncle Jas. I had a lot fun, I picked some buttercup flowers, and I caught two big fish. Grampy said they were brook trout, I liked reeling them in. I got to play with the worms too. The other fish looked hungry so I threw some worms to them so they could eat.

Daddy took some pictures of my first fishing trip.

I have my own fishing rod.

Grampy is always happy when he's fishing.

Grampy showed me how to reel a fish in.

Uncle Jas helped land the fish for me.

Hey, that's my fish.

Yep, that's my fish.

Uncle Jas taught me how to cast and reel in the fish.

I like fishing.

Big Boy Bed...

I have a big boy bed now. Now I can get in and out of bed when I want to.

I like my bed.

It's story time.

Daddy, lay down, read a book.

I like books.

Turn the page Daddy.

I'm tired but still smiling.

Time for bed.

my Texas trip...

I went to Texas to see my mommie's godparents Jim and Carol, I had a nice time.

I took an airplane ride.

I wore a big cowboy hat.

I got to eat ribs.

I had to ask the waiter for more bbq sauce.

I wasn't going to push those buttons. Honest.

I had lots of fun.

Thank you Jim and Carol for letting us stay with you.

little cowboy...

Hi, this is daddy blogging for Parker...

Here's a pic taken in Texas:


It's really cute with his cowboy hat and boots on with the red bandana.


In five years, it'll still be cute.

In fifteen years, it'll be embarassing, but cute.

In twenty five years, when he brings "the one" home to meet Mom and Dad, it'll still be embarassing but cute.

And in thirty five years, he can show his son (or daughter) that he was once a baby and had a cute butt.