Happy Easter 2008!
On Sunday we packed up the Jeep and headed down to the beach to check out the progress on Ga and Pawpaw's beach house. I got to stick my head out the sunroof while we waited for the ferry. Mama said good thing the birds didn't poop on my head. When we got there, I was happy to find that the Easter bunny left lots of eggs all around the house for me to find - in drawers, behind doors, and on the windows. There were so many eggs. Ga and Pawpaw were glad that I also was happy to pick up the leftover nails and scraps off the floor. It's a much cleaner beach house, thanks to me.
The papers were signed the following Tuesday, so the house is officially their house. Congratulations to Ga and Pawpaw - everyone is so happy for you that you finally have your dream retirement house at the beach. Mark your calendars - housewarming on Sunday of Memorial Day weekend, May 25. Everyone's invited!

IT'S FINALLY HERE - HAPPY ST. PATTY'S DAY 2008!!!
I had a very special outfit my Meemaw brought to me last time she was here. I kept wanting to wear it because I love wearing Elmo clothes, but mama saved it so that it would be clean and tidy for the big day. You can't say that about it now.
Top 'o the mornin' to 'ya! I danced a few jigs throughout the day.
And ate my first cornbeef dinner complete with carrots, cabbage (not my favorite, it definitely falls into the "lettuce" category), rutabaga and potatoes. I did not like the rhubard pie either, which didn't hurt dada's feelings any. I traded it in for a Dora the Explorer popsicle, lime green, of course.
Ga and I had a great time celebrating today. Can't wait for next year.

While we were partying at Allison's, Ga, Pawpaw and their friend Tommy went to the Irish Festival in Lake Charles. Pawpaw finally got to wear his kilt that Santa brought him for Christmas. Unfortunately his sporan (aka man purse) was back in Katy because it arrived after Ga left on Friday, but he made due without. I think he had enough Guinness to forget.

Happy 30th Allison!
On Saturday, Allison's parents had a bday party for Al at their new house in the country. It came equipped with a barn, fish pond, pool and all the amenities. I had a blast, and hardly stopped moving the entire time I was there. Allison's dad said "that boy can move!" You have no idea. I did stop moving briefly to hang with Luke's "T.C." who blew some serious bubbles. I was so intrigued I left that funny headband on.
We sat in this chair for 3 seconds, which is why the picture was fuzzy. Mama thinks we'll enjoy seeing us together someday, but for now, we don't mind eachother, but don't "play" yet.

Eventually we had to leave because I couldn't keep my fingers out of the beer cooler. Really, I was just grabbing for ice cubes (to help my aching teeth - will teething never end), but the adults thought it was pretty funny that mama couldn't keep me out of there.

It's all in the genesIt's a well known fact that the Pollard men are the best truck washers around, and I'm no exception.
I got the low spots, while dada got the high ones. I got pretty wet cleaning dada's truck, so mama let me play with the hose. I had a ball!
And even enjoyed spraying it in my face!
Then I watered the tree, a lot. A whole lot.

The long and the short of it....Welcome home from work, mama - the boys are glad you are here!

Pounding, pounding on my new toy. Does anyone have a hammer?

Guess what I did today?!?!I made poopoo in the potty! Ga's been training me for a few weeks on my brand new talking toilet, but I just didn't have the patience to sit for very long. Today she kept me sitting long enough for it to happen by having me put lotion on each of my toes. Mama and dada found out the good news when Ga emailed them a picture of my poopy. Gross. I'm just glad mama didn't find that picture blogworthy. This potty thing isn't official though, because I took four more poops throughout the day, and none of them on the potty. Well, you've gotta start somewhere!

A few more pics from Ga's camera... On the ferry on the way over to Crystal Beach.
Breakin' the rules with Ga.

Meemaw wasn't sure she wanted me to go on the boat.
Coming back from my first boat ride in dada's boat.

Dad and I got bored on Sunday afternoon so we decided to go to Gander Mountain on 290.

It was much better than the one in Sugar Land. The store was loaded with all of these great animals.

The Monkey was my personal favorite. I was yelling MONKEY all though the store. I made sure everyone at Gander Mountain knew what the monkey says - Uh-Uh-Ei-Ei!!!

Twenty months...

On Friday, I turned twenty months. Where has the time gone? Somehow, I've transformed from a baby to a little man. I hear all my friends are becoming "big boys", so I guess I decided it was time to pony up too, minus the siblings they are all getting (not yet, says mama). I am getting very daring as I come of age, performing such stunts such as forward rolls out my playhouse window and jumping off the couch onto the piles of cusions I threw off (while mama crosses her fingers that I don't break my neck, oh how my poor mama stresses). I am a pretty good eater, and still prefer fruits (especially burries, aka berries, and or-eenge, aka orange) and veggies (skash, aka squash, tomatoes), but will tear up a turkey dog or fish sticks if you give them to me, not to mention CHEESE! I repeat what I hear, so beware what you say. I say all kinds of words, too many to count, but I really am into "sneakers" right now. Just saying that word makes me laugh. I give wet, snotty kisses if you ask, and hugs where I smash my head into yours. I now demand lemons in my water, which makes it juice. As per the previous post, my favorite thing is the boat, and I am the captain, ahoy!

I'll drink to that!

Ok people, I'm serious, it's like right around the corner!

Gumbo night We're still not sure how it happened, but for some reason Justin and Randy got together to make duck gumbo, and mama, dada and Ga were the proud recipients. It was really delicious, or so I hear. I went to bed before it was served.

Serious gumbo, folks.

Justin came early to hang out with me.

Weekend visit with Grandpa and Meemaw from Chicago.

Last weekend the G-parents visited from Chicago - we had a blast as usual. On Friday, dada and Gpa went to the beach early to fish. The rest of the family met them there for lunch at Stingaree - mama can't get enough of the Oysters Jubilee platter. Before they packed in the boat, I got to go on my maiden voyage in the Intercoastal Canal. I had such a good time that now mama and dada can't walk past the boat in the garage without me begging to go in it. I love the boat and am constantly on the look out for other "fishy boats." I named Grandma Meemaw this weekend. Now she's a true "Texas" grandparent.
On Saturday, mama and dada had a small crawfish boil because Grandpa loves to eat the mud bugs. I don't see what the big deal is...

As usual, mama bought to many crawfish, so we called Justin in to help finish them up. Who knew such a skinny guy could eat so much?
I am mastering my arm - in hopes that I have a future in baseball or football. One thing's for sure, I'm all boy.
Ruthie, an inner-looper, made the long trek to Katy to see me and my grandparents. It was so great to see her!
Chillin' with mama.
Meemaw took me on such a long wagon ride, everyone wondered where we went off to - the park, sillies~
After I went down for a nap, the adults went to the Family Man room for a little Guitar Hero. It was Ruthie's first time, but she was obviously having a good time! On Sunday, the family left me with my buddy Cindy so that they could go out for sushi.
I'd rather stack blocks anyway!

Mama got a picture of my buddy in New York, Reese Caroline Williams, daughter of law school lady, Julia, and Carl Williams. She's three weeks, born on Valentine's Day. Aawwww, such a cutie!

Katy High School Rodeo
Dada heard that the Katy High School Rodeo was going on this weekend, so he and mama figured they would stop by to check it out on Saturday night. They never guessed it would be so big. We could hardly find a parking spot in the place, and even when we finally go the car parked, the line was around the block to get into the rodeo. We decided to skip the rodeo and visit the horses and the Midway (the fair) instead. I got to pet Ned. He was very gentle and sweet, even when I stuck my fingers up his nose.
Mama took me on my first carousel ride. She wanted to puke after, but I was fine.

Dada and I played darts to win a stuffed animal cow. Check out my cowboy boots! By the way, we did not do any time travel to the rodeo - we have no idea why the camera thought it was November, 2004...