Monday, May 26, 2008

Waterworld

Hello gorgers,

Today my folks took me to the local spray fountain for some relief from the heat. It was lots of fun. Here is a new video of my H20 exploits.

G-unit out.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Happy One Year Gorge-a-versary!

One year ago I started my blog. It's been a good one, I'd say, and there's a lot more coming up in my future so stay tuned!



Last Saturday, we went to Natalie's graduation party (congrats!) and met Annika face to face for the first time since being challenged to a baby fight.

She looked pretty intimidating. But we moved on pretty quickly and, together, planted ourselves in the most inconvenient spot possible - the door to the deck. There was a step and Annika and I got wild and crazy by practicing going up and down said step for the next couple of hours. Good times.



Trying to copy Annika's rockin' hair style. I have a ton of hair so it turned out pretty well.





Lots of babies in our neighbourhood. One of the local strays had a kitten and they're hanging around our place a lot so we get to see him plenty. Here's a pick of said kitty taking some sun on the step.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Roscoe the Raccoon

Hello gorgers,

Today while my folks were feeding me peaches, a peanut butter sandwich and a sippy cup of water, my dad spied this little guy stumbling around in the backyard. There was no sign of his mom or dad and we were all worried that he was too small to fend off the neighbourhood stray cats. After waiting a short while to see if Roscoe's parents would show up, my Dad put him in a box with one of my old receiving blankets and we drove him to the D&D wildlife sanctuary where he will join 22 other raccoon babies, a couple of wolves, a lion, a tiger and an assortment of cats, dogs, sheep and cows. D&D specializes in rescuing wildlife and exotic animals, but they also rescue unwanted and abused pets. We met a meth addicted cat named Garfield!





In other news...My Nana Deane sent me these really cool Baby-Banz shades. I didn't know what to think of them at first, but now I don't leave the house without them. Here are some pictures of me styling it up while I rescue baby raccoons.





Thursday, May 15, 2008

George will bring the pain

Recently my friend Annika's father sent this video to my parents signalling his intent to engage us in an old fashioned baby bloodsport battle royale.

http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/0d40788bd7

Annika is bigger than I am (most babies are), but she lacks my finely honed fighting skills and killer instinct. Taking a page from Sun Tzu's "The Art of War", I have decided to weaken my opponent psychologically in advance of our baby smackdown which is scheduled for June 7 at Mom's company picnic. Here are some pictures of me doing my best to scare Annika into submission and to break her will to fight before the fight even begins.

Here is a picture of me in peak fighting form. Note the stylish fur cod piece.



I call this one "Hello Annika..s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s""



Let this serve as a warning to all other babies who dare challenge George to mortal combat. George smells your fear and George shows no mercy. George will lay waste to all challengers.

George out.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Did you miss me?

I'm back, baby! And after a bout with the plague (hand, foot and mouth) and getting home after a busy few days of travelling, I'm feeling better than ever.



What's new with me, you ask? Well, I'm finally starting to use a cup for more than just banging and dumping liquid. I can actually drink from it. This is a big development for me since until recently, I took all my liquids from a bottle while reclining comfortably, thank you very much.



After trying many different cups, we finally found a cup I like. As I mentioned earlier, I'm picky about my liquid delivery system.



I don't know what I'm doing in this photo but I'm looking a wee bit crazy.



And my walking, as you can see, is progressing nicely. I figured out the final step that was holding me back. Now I can get myself up off the groud without pulling up on something, like a piece of furniture.



And that's all it took. Now walking, not crawling, is my primary mode of transportation. And, you know, I'm even starting to run. But that, I imagine, will be a whole other gorge entry.