Peace

Can't a man get a little privacy? I mean, I'm just trying kick back after my playdate today, have a little cold milk and watch a little boob tube and ya know, get comfortable. And Mom is all up in my business giggling and taking pictures. You would think she hasn't seen a someone relaxing before. Gesh! Some people are so childish.

Cheetos!

I've discovered a new and tasty treat - CHEETOS! Mom said to not get use to it because they are rare in our house, but why? These things are crunchy, cheesy and delic! I love them. And they are a dual purpose food. Not only are they the perfect snack, they serve as a type of fabulous finger paint.

Gettin' Low

Booty shakin' good time. Mom and Dad let me stay up late the other night because I didn't feel good. Oh yeah, I felt the music calling me. And for those wondering, yes, I do usually wear pants. I just needed to keep the legs cool from all of my hot moves.

Spaghetti

Mom says that spaghetti night is bath night. I just think she is being stuffy. But I sure love spaghetti. All those squiggly noodles tickle my mouth and make me giggle. But Bambinelli's has my favorite spaghetti (sorry Mom but it is true). I can polish off an entire kiddie plate by myself plus a hot garlic roll. Mmmmmm..... I'm getting hungry just thinking about it.

Sick Day

So only three weeks into school and I've already lost the perfect attendance award. I've been bit by a bug. No, not the one I wrote about last week, but the stomach bug. Trust me, it is not fun. But I'm starting to feel better. My advice, lots of sitting on Mommy's lap, staying in your PJs all day long, Pedialyte (it is nasty though) and Yo Gabba Gabba. It will help you get back on your feet in no time at all. Oh, and coloring. And when you are sick, Mom will let you dump your crayons on the floor. Maybe this sick thing is not too bad after all.

The Bug

So, this morning I was all about this bug. Long, brown and green, and just cool - ya know. But every time I went outside today I would see this bug and was like "let me pet you. we are friends." But Mommy kept saying "no, it may bite you." So by the end of the day I was a little scared the bug might take my left hand off, so no more touching. But wanted to share my new pet. Kasey, you should be worried if you are not nicer to me.

Feeding Ridge

Recently I began feeding myself. Enough of this "Momma and Daddy spoon feeding me stuff." I'm a big boy.

Momma has been teaching me all the proper table manners that she learned in her sorority. You know, stuff like how to hold my spoon, don't slurp my soup, which fork is my salad fork. As you can see I'm a fast learner.

Deer

Boy, you would have thought I just threw the winning touchdown pass in the Super Bowl or something because my Dad is SO proud of me. I can properly identify and say buck and doe. He said this make me an official Bryson. We are still trying to find a way to sneak past Mom one Saturday morning this season to go hunting. Mommy again thinks Daddy is a dork.
And for those who come for one reason only, bad hair day, no pictures.

First Day of School - Sept 2nd

Today was my first day at school and I think Mommy and Daddy were more nervous than I was. Daddy was so excited he got up at 5AM! Mommy dressed me in some hip new duds so I'd look cool on my first day of class. (I've got a "rep" to live up to people!)

My school is located at Oak Grove Methodist Church and I had to be there at 9AM sharp. Way too early!

Even though I love them, I have to admit Mom and Dad looked like a couple of dorks snapping my picture every 5 minutes. Come on guys, you're embarrassing me in front of the older kids. Did I mention my "rep?"

Mom and Dad eventually left me, and I was fine for a while, but when I realized I was going to be there for 3 solid hours without my Gwinchy, I got pretty upset, and I let the teachers know it too!

School was OK, not great. We played on the playground and we had a special teacher who taught us music, which I really enjoyed. We didn't play any Springsteen, but it was fun. I'm looking forward to Thursday though- word on the street is that we'll get to color with crayons. My favorite!

Eventually Mom and Dad showed up after snack time and I was happy again. Boy was I tired, this school stuff is hard work.

Football

My Mom has been telling me about "football" for a few days now. And I must say, she was right. This game rocks. I couldn't get enough this weekend. And unlike the sporting tease of the Olympics, football is staying around for a while. YIPEE!!!