Pacific Science Center

Daddy can't believe how long it has been since I updated this blog, so here are a few pictures from my very first visit to the Pacific Science Center a few weeks ago.

There was a play area just for toddlers that was a lot of fun because most of the other exhibits and things to look at were too high for me to see and I didn't really understand what they were all about.

Daddy and I looking at some bees:

The dinosaurs were really cool. They sure are big!

A dinosaur footprint:

There were lots of new and different things to look at, but what I really liked was getting behind some of the exhibits and looking out the window.

Flowers for Mommy

Mommy was really sick on Thursday and Friday. She kept wiping her nose instead of mine (for once) and kept giving me empty Kleenex boxes to play with. Daddy felt bad that Mommy felt bad so he brought her home some really pretty flowers that made Mommy happy. Too bad she couldn't smell them.

They smelled really good!

Bath with blankey

On Thursday I wasn't feeling so hot when I woke up in the morning, and to make matters worse, I had a really stinky diaper. So mommy put me right into the tub. Well since I wasn't feeling well, and I really love my blankey, I decided I wanted my blanket in the tub with me. So I kept reaching for where it was laying outside the tub and grunting (I don't know how to say "blankey" yet) until my wonderful, super-nice mommy gave in and let me have it.

I think that was my most favorite bathtime ever!

It's a....

brother! Daddy was right, I'm going to have a little brother. Mommy's going to have her hands full with two little boys. There's so much I can't wait to teach my baby brother. (see Bad Boy Radar posting)

This is a picture from Mommy's ultrasound of my brother looking straight at you. His head is on the left and Mommy says he looks like Skeletor.

This one is cuter. It's a profile picture. He was moving around during the u/s so now his head is on the right and he's looking up. He's sticking one of his hands up above his belly. I think he looks like me. What do you think?

Finally, success!

I knew that with perseverence and a little muscle I would eventually conquer the safety lock on the kitchen cupboard. My hard work finally paid off. For all those other toddlers out there who have been locked out of their kitchen cabinets, just keep pulling really hard and at some point the plastic just breaks.



I found quite the treasure trove once the cupboard opened. No wonder Mommy and Daddy want to keep me out of there. There's all kinds of fun stuff for me to break, tear, throw, and possibly hurt myself on.



Here are the spoils of my success.

Seahurst Beach

The Sunday before last was a beautiful sunny day. Mommy and daddy thought it would be fun to go to Seahurst beach and walk around to enjoy the weather. Unfortunately, I took an extra long nap that day and we got to the park just before dusk, but we still managed to have some fun as the sun got ready to set.

My favorite things were the birds and the muddy leaves that lined the walkway.

I love being outside and I was so excited to be in this new place that I just wanted to run everywhere. But I'm not very good at running yet, so daddy had to hold onto me and make sure I didn't fall over.

Bad Boy Radar

Daddy says I have a "bad boy radar." Anytime I'm supposed to stay away from something, I automatically head in that direction. I can't help it if making things off limits makes them more interesting. Climbing in the fireplace (no fire burning) is too cool. And if a cupboard is left unlocked I figure it's because Mommy wants me to get something out for her. The garbage in the bathroom sure is harder to reach when it's on the counter. And if the gate to the stairs is left open then I'm guessing I'm supposed to climb the stairs, whether or not someone is around.

On New Year's Eve day, Daddy decided to paint the inside of our front doors. Mommy kept me out of the house for most of the day so Daddy could get this done. I thought for sure Daddy would want my help, but apparently not. At one point during the day, I was confined to the stairs so that I wouldn't get in Daddy's way.

I thought the gate was supposed to keep me from going up the stairs, not coming down.

Later that day when the project was finished, Daddy kept trying to divert my attention away from the front door because it was still sticky. My bad boy radar kicked into high gear. I wasn't sure why I was supposed to stay away from the front door, I just knew there must be something really interesting over there. So when Daddy wasn't looking, I snuck over to the door, spread out my arms and threw my whole body against it. Luckily the paint was already dry.

Did I mention that under the bathroom sink if a fun hangout?