Growing Up is Hard

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Dad made me write this post so he could use it as an example in his video about how to create a community sponsorship. So here goes: I've never been quite so excited in my young life as the first time I saw the Mariner Moose. I love that stinking Moose......from a distance, or at least that was m...

It's been quite a while since I left an update in my blog. My dad had a few ActiveRain members (Hi Karen!) ask what the heck I've been up to and how come I haven't posted in my blog for a while...........Do you know how hard it is to keep a consistent blog? For most of you, this is part of your w...

I wouldn't have believed it had I not seen it with my own eyes. I'm 2 and 1/2 now. Last year around Christmas time, I have a vague recollection of the fat man in the red suit. I'm pretty sure when I saw him he had cookie crumbs in his beard. Maybe he was at the end of a long trip, quite frankly, ...

It's tough growing up. Sometimes, when we get older, we don't have time for the things we used to like doing so much. Take my blog for instance. I've really been neglecting it lately. Before I could walk, it seemed like the natural thing to do; tell everyone about my life from behind the keyboard...

My dad has been getting some requests for me to post a few pictures on my blog to let everyone know that I'm still alive. Of course, I recently did a video with my dad explaining some feature or another that they just released here at ActiveRain. (To be quite honest the whole thing was pretty bor...

Birds have cages, I'm pretty sure. I see them on Sylvester and Tweetie. Dogs have cages......well at least the one's Michael Vick used to have, I saw them on the news. All the animals at the zoo have cages (at least according to one of the books Mom reads to me, I think I'll probably get to see f...

Things were so easy when I was younger. It seems like all I ever did was eat, sleep, and poop. Ahhh, those were the days. Now it seems like every day my Mom and Dad are trying to teach me something or get me to do something I'm not interested in. My Dad insisted on buying me this mini-basketball ...

OK OK ladies, unfortunately I won't be including a picture in this post, so contain yourselves. This is just going to be me telling you about what could possibly be the coolest, scariest thing I have EVER come across............my bath.I've talked in my previous posts about short term memory. The...