Art in the Park, Italian Ice on my Face

A typical Sunday. I woke up before the crack of dawn and yelled until someone came to get me.



Then, even though Dad said she could sleep in today, I decided Mom needed to get up and play with me



After breakfast it was time to explore the front yard and try out my newest silly walks









After lunch and a short nap we went to the Woodlawn Art Festival in nearby ashland park. On the way there we saw these creepy kiddie body outlines. Sesame Street CSI!



This is one of the neat art pieces we saw for sale at the festival



It was a hot day so we stopped for some Italian Ice



I'm important enough that someone feeds it to me while I recline in comfort, but I'm not important enough that I can hire skilled labourers so a lot of the Italian ice ended up on my face



The best part of the park, however, was the the playground, and the swings in particular. Here's a litle stop-motion video of me enjoying the swings



Bye Gorgers!

Le George plays Lacrosse

Hey there gorgers,

For as long as I can remember Mom and Dad have been telling me about this Canada place where everything is bigger, colder and comes with doughnuts. As it turns out Canada's official game is Lacrosse and not, as you might suspect, hockey. Dad and I went to Walmart today to buy a mop and when we saw this sweet lacrosse set, well, we just couldn't resist the temptation even if it is for kids 5+. My new favourite word is "ball" so any activity that combines balls with my other main interest, sticks, is fine by me. Remember, if you're going to play lacrosse then you should always wear protective headgear like this stetson. It doesn't have to be red like mine, although that is the colour of the cowboy hats worn by lacrosse players from Salmon Arm B.C. to Gander Newfoundland.

- G.

There's a new pool boy in town

Hello gorgers,

Sorry once more for my prolonged absence from the interweb but things have been pretty busy down here. On Thursday my buddy Enzo and his parents came to visit on their way to a wedding in Virginia. What was even better was that they stopped in again on Sunday on their way home so I was able to see him twice. I got to spend lots of time with my buddy and mom and dad had a chance to spend some time with Enzo's mom and dad. Being the consummate host that I am, I offered Enzo some of my milk (my best vintage at that), but apparently he no longer uses a bottle. Interesting. I prefer my milk out of a bottle, but maybe this big boy stuff comes at a cost.



On Saturday Dad went out for some groceries and came home with this really neat pool just for me. It took a while to fill it and I could hardly wait to use it. What better chance to model my swanky new swim suit. Note that I am diaper-less in this photo. Sometimes you just have to roll the dice and take a gamble. It paid off on Saturday, but on Sunday the chips were down and you know what they say...the house always wins.

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Dad says he enjoys a good sub now and then but this just tasted like wet plastic.



Mostly I just like to splash a lot and then go all serious for a second and stare meaningfully at the camera.







I think this is the moment when I remembered I wasn't wearing a diaper. D'oh.



When you're as handsome as me you realize that beauty like this don't come easy. Rule #1 is always air dry. I like to wander the grounds while the gentle breezes wick the moisture from my delicate skin. It's time consuming, but when you're this devastatingly handsome you need to sacrifice.



So long for now gorgers.

- G.

I've got a monkey on my back...

... and I like it. Okay, sorry for the obvious joke, gorgers, but it had to be said. I've enjoyed wearing my monkey backpack around. It doesn't fit much but looks stylish, if I do say so myself.



I'm calling it now... primate chic will be in for fall!



Here I am, taking a turn on my grounds. They're extensive, as you can see, so it takes me a while to examine all the trees, branches and birds... and chase the bunnies. I used to be afraid of them but no more! All cute and fluffy cotton-tail bunnies will tremble before me. Or hop quickly away from me.



I take to the grounds several times a day. I find the fresh air and sunshine does wonders for me. A few bug bites have been the only negative.



It's been ridiculously hot and humid here. Luckily, I have many tall trees to shade me.





I've become quite handy with using a spoon. Until I get bored, then it's my good old hands. That works fine for some things but yogurt, not so much.