Tired Parents

April 30, 2009

My life can be tiring.  Sometimes even my helpers, Mom and Dad,  get tuckered out by my crazy pace of life.  As you can imagine, I like to live it up.  I’ve been known to party late into the night on occasion.  In fact, just last night I was up at 4AM, still rockin’ hard.  Obviously, when you go at life with such vigor you eventually pass out from exhaustion and I, of course, am no different.  Here I am zonked out with each of my parents.  I’m not sure why they’re tired.  I’m the one always awake and wanting to party!

I guess I better go now.  Mom and Dad just fell asleep five minutes into two hours of TV they were hoping to watch.  I think they could use some rest.  Maybe I’ll let them sleep in until 6:30AM tomorrow…or maybe not.



Jack the Ripper

April 29, 2009

Early in the morning, during my daily push up routine, I sometimes experience a unique sensation.  It is often accompanied by some interesting noises that have resulted in a new nickname.  What can I say?  If the name fits…  (Just make sure your sound is turned up.)



April 28, 2009

A few decades ago a little lady named Lucy took a job as the Vitameatamegamin girl.  Every night my parents feed me vitamins.  I’ve been practicing my facial expressions in hopes that I’ll one day be the next great Vitameatamegamin infomercial star.  Keep in mind, the only tastes I was familiar with before this stuff were milk and Baby Dreft (detergent…I love to lick blankets) so these vitamins are blowing my mind!

Behind the Scenes: Week 7/8

April 27, 2009

In another round of this semi-monthly post, I am opening up the vault of my life long photo shoot.  You can always find the best pictures of me here on the blog but, believe it or not, I am a real person just like everyone else.  I do occasionally get caught in unfortunate poses. 

I’m not exactly sure what’s going on here.  Am I supposed to be some kind of monkey boy?  Or maybe the Godfather?


I try to be nice about all of the picture taking but sometimes you just get fed up.  The big celebrities occasionally get caught yelling at the paparazzi.  I guess I’m no different.  “Hey, you with the camera, back off before I drop a load in your lap!”


Check out my portfolio from week seven and week eight (a.k.a. lots of pictures of me!)

Cool Jeans

April 27, 2009

My Daddy doesn’t like to brag on himself so I guess it’s up to me to do it for him.  I sported this fun little number the other day.  “If you think I’m cool, you should see my daddy!”

This was the first day I wore jeans.  My Dad wears jeans a lot at home.  He has one pair that are his “cool” jeans.  Maybe he’s so old he’s only allowed one pair.  I think all of my jeans must be cool jeans.  (My Mom’s jean’s are cool too.  Even though she’s my mom, she doesn’t wear Mom Jeans.)



A Cool Ride

April 25, 2009

The weather today was so nice that I thought I’d go out and about for a while.  I called my personal driver, threw on my shades and put the top down to enjoy the breeze.  It was very refreshing!


Afterward, I stopped to pose with a few of my biggest fans.  I would have offered to sign some autographs too, but I didn’t have a good pen at my disposal, not to mention that I haven’t quite mastered my ABCs yet. 


I’m working on developing my personal John Hancock this week.  Once I figure it out, if any of you would like an autographed 8×10 of the print below, please send your request, along with a self-addressed, stamped envelope, to :

The Most Awesomest Guy In The World
P.O. Box 12345
StinkingAwesome, Illinois  67890-12345


Two Months!

April 24, 2009

Hey friends and family.  I’m coming to you live from my crib.  Not my real crib of course.  I mean crib more in a macro sense.  For those of you who don’t speak “street” the word crib means house.  Anyway, I just thought I give everyone a shout out tonight on my two month birthday!

Busting Out

April 23, 2009

If you’ve been checking the blog for long, you know I’ve got some cool clothes.  Thanks to all of my great friends and family, I’ve been looking sharp since birth.  You can check me out below striking my Arthur Fonzarelli pose.


If you’ve been to the blog much you also know that I am becoming a rather large boy.  Not overweight mind you.  Just very tall and muscular (mainly due to my calcium laden diet and my many pushups).  Because of the rapid swelling of my  muscles I recently had to retire some of my snazzy outfits.  I’m busting out of them like The Hulk after hearing someone stole his lunch.  Below you can see me in one last attempt to fit in newborn clothes.  Not gonna happen.


Here I am celebrating their retirment by laying on them all one last time.  It was actually a little sad at first but then I remembered that they had a good life.  What more could you ask than to be snuggled up next to me all day?


Once we pulled out the old clothes I realized that I get to try some brand new stuff now and boy was I excited.  From what I hear, this may be as excited as a boy ever gets about clothes.  I guess we’ll see.  I even thought it was fun trying them on!


I don’t do anything halfway.  With my mad skills I tried on up to eight outfits at once.  I bet none of you can do that!


Mommy’s Photo Shoot

April 22, 2009

 Mommy and I spent the day together on Monday while Daddy was at work.  We decided to go through the house taking pictures in each room to make a surprise for Daddy.  However, as with many highly talented, dashingly attractive models, I can be a little temperamental so we only  made it through one room.  Still, for round one, not too shabby, if I do say so myself.  Hopefully we’ll finish the rest of the project soon. 








Go Illini!

April 21, 2009

I had another terrific day today.  I love the orange and blue.  It makes for a great Illini motif, especially when featured on my awesome bod.  There’s something about the radiant glow of an Illinois uniform that’ll make a grown man wet his pants…at least that’s what my Dad says.


I have yet to technically see this for myself but apparently the Fighting Illini are “Number 1”!  If me or my finger ever forget that, my Dad is always there to remind us.