Watch out Adam Morrison

Beware of my long-range jumper. In or out of my diaper, I can swoosh a 3-pointer from just about anywhere in the living room. Sit down! This is MY HOUSE... On second thought, maybe soccer is my sport.

Giants game

Here I am waiting my turn to hit one out like Barry Bonds. Summer 2006 (notice the ninny) we went to the Giants game in San Francisco. I think they won, but I was more interested in the play area for kids. I did get a few pitches and a chance to field a few balls. Maybe the Braves will get something going as cool as the Giants. There was one little boy trying to butt in front of me. Dad was on the scene.

Boo and the Bear

Here I am paying my respects to Paul Bear Bryant. Although I may be wearing a "G" on my chest, I haven't forgotten from whence I came. I was born in T-town three years ago and it will always be part of who I am. I guess the sooner I learn to spell Tuscaloosa, the better off I'll be.

I met the Bear back in April 2007 when dad and mom were in town seeing their tax guy. We had a chance to walk along the prominade... very beautiful. I'll get a chance to visit him and all my friends very soon when we venture into T-town to catch the UA-UGA game. Looking forward to it, but not sure who I'm going to root for.

Hanging with Mom and Kate

Look at my new buddy. Her name is Kate and we are good pals. I gave her a kiss and then requested, you can guess, "Kiss me Kate." Little Kate just turned one and she's going to set the world on fire. Hopefully I'll see her again before she turns two.

Hanging at Vicky's house

Just stopping by for a photo shoot at Victoria's Secret. Mom and Dad were doing some post-Christmas shopping. I absolutey do not remember where my hat came from. Oh wait, it might have been on the dog. But I do look cute in it, don't I? Despite all the scenery, I was engaged in taking apart the back of a sign in the window display.

Mom visits me at school

Look at us! Mom, me and Tatum (aka., Tater) are on the see-saw. Mom and Dad came early the other day for a goodbye party. One of my favorite teachers is leaving to work in a school system. We will certainly miss her.

Look at mom, she's wearing what Dad calls her "Paris Hilton" sunglasses. Mom and Dad are encouraged to visit me, Tater and the gang anytime they want.

Safety first

What a cool Dad. I got a great Black & Decker workbench for Christmas and Dad is playing along (well, it was Mom's idea to get the workbench; dad says I get a Christmas present every month with my 529 plan but I can't count that high yet).

It has a hammer, screwdriver, fake wood, a saw, plastic nails and screws, a vise...and safety googles. I got the other pair of googles with the B&D weedeater Grandma got me. "Always wear your googles when weedeating," she says. In the picture we're just goofing off a bit and not really doing any work. Oh, Mom also got me a really cool nail gun with a laser spotter. Now I know why Dad talked Mom into buying a fixer upper.

Dawgs eaten by Gators...So why am I smiling?

I have no idea while I'm smiling. There I am witnessing the Bulldogs getting trounced by the #1 Florida Gators. That Noah kid is pretty good. We hung with them for the first half but that was all she wrote.

As you know, I love going to the Georgia basketball games. I usually go with mom and we watch the whole game, like a week or two ago when we made a last-second shot to beat LSU. Amazing. I've got a little pom-pom thing that I wave around. Dad was with us for the Gator game. The place was packed...and loud. Go Dawgs!

Look at me, I'm a snowbird!

I feel a little guilty that the midwest is under 6 inches of ice while I'm catching rays in sunny Florida. I came down with mom and dad to visit Nana and Grandpa for the weekend. No swimming but I had a ball digging in the sand and hanging on the beach for most of my trip. And the seafood was great! I also saw some pirates! I watched some great football over the weekend! And I got to spend some time chatting up Nana and Grandpa. I think they are going to visit in a few weeks. Looking forward to it. Bye for now.

Playing catch during tailgate party

I had a great time at the GA Tech/UGA game! We met some friends for a tailgate party that afternoon. It was about 100 degrees. Mom and Dad kept drinking "to replenish themselves," they said. I was running around eating chips and dip, drinking juice, and playing catch with a boy who would've been a terrific big brother. The game was a lot of fun. We won. The only bad news was that some hoodlums found my well-hidden stroller and trashed it. What a bummer. I've heard of joy rides... but in a stroller?