They Make Have Looked Like Yucky...

But someone liked them!

Liked them enough to eat!  (Icing licked off first, of course)

Goodbye, little elephant.

Now if only that little kid dropped some of it on the floor for me!  Wassup wit dat?

The Coup!

The Little Emperor no more.  The younger, more wily, more sneaky, and clearly the more sinister of the To Brothers has captured the throne!  (And celebrated the victory with a grilled cheese sandi!)

Something Smells Good in the House

Dina has been baking.  Like a madwoman.  For those of you who don't know, she and a friend have started their own little business.  It's a cookie business!  So here's what she's been up to, and here's why I stay close to her feet at all times (just in case a lil' sumthin' sumthin' drops!). 

Butter monkey cookies for the biz.

End product and end reward.

Practice elephants.  Yes, they suck.  Like I said, they were practice for her.

And evidently, Dina's baking frenzy has rubbed off on someone:

When asked, Wyatt said "I'm making a cookie!"  And Lando grunted "And I'm gonna eat it!"

The Difference Between the Little Emperor and Second Son

Or really, in our house, the difference between The Little Emperor (Wyatt) and that other baby who's second in line (what's his name?  Oh right, Landon).  

Right now, Wyatt walks around like he knows he's the Little Emperor.  He throws his weight around (literally), often pushing me out of his way, and for that matter, pushing Landon out the of the way, too.  He's also the only one that talks, and is not afraid to say "No, Ticky" or scream "Mine" at Landon.  He is sure-footed, knowing that Dina and Joe will cater to most whims and that if he shoves Daddy, he'll get a Time Out warning, and if he shoves Mommy, he'll be locked in the closet for an hour.  No, no, I'm kidding!  Don't call Child Services.  Seriously...Joe never gives him Time Out warnings!

Do you see the glint?  More like a stink eye here.

But I think it's best if Wyatt starts to watch his back.  Although Landon is smaller and still fairly spazzy (those fine motor skills are hard to come by), it's just a matter of time.  Landon has a glint in his eye.  And I've seen that glint before...in Dina's eyes.  So I know it's not good.  In fact, it suggests that there will be a day of reckoning.  To boot, Landon is my buddy.  Landon doesn't pull my tail, push me around, or for that matter, pick my nose.  He hugs me and pets me, and when I lick his face, he erupts into laughter.  And let's face it people, although I'm a dog that supposed to love everyone...well, I just don't.  

So Landon, my pal, I say let's chat.  You, me, at the crib during naptime.  And to Wyatt, I say, watch your back or at the very least, you best start dropping more food on the ground.

Tell Me Why...

This animal gets to sleep in his own bed and go on family vacations, but I don't!

In Case You Wondered...

Yes, dogs can sleep in any position.

Happy Father's Day, Joe!

Ok, people, here's a photo taken to celebrate Fathers Day.

Notice someone missing?  WTF???