sorry!

(Porter is not doing well keeping up his blog. He only posts once a month now, and I told him, like any blogger knows, it must be more regular than that. He doesn't listen well these days. )

Okay, enough of Mommy's perspective... let me tell the low down. I haven't had much time to blog lately. I've been much too busy learning new things to write them all out in cyberspace. I've been trying to conquer walking. It's pretty risky though, and to be honest, I'm afraid of falling on our hard floors and hurting myself. So, timidly, I continue to get braver and braver about the whole walking situation. I'll let you know when I master it. In the meantime, here is a sneak peak of my mad skills:

In other news, I'm learning lots of new words. My favorite at the moment is "uh-oh" but DaDa, MaMa, and Bye continue to be strong choices as well. Now, if I could just master the one word that Mom and Dad keep saying "awkward" I'd be satisfied. 

My favorite television show these days is "The Sing-Off". Anyone who knows me is aware that I love music, especially lively, upbeat tunes. So the show is perfect for me. Mom, Dad and I are rooting for Street Corner Symphony or Committed to win. Mostly, Committed. I also like how short the season is, with the mini-series. Perfect for guys like me who have short attention spans. 

So, I'm told that Christmas is coming up. Not sure what it means really, but I do know that Mom made me go visit a funny looking man in a suit with a big white beard yesterday. He was pretty scary, but Mom seemed really happy when I smiled for the camera while I was in his lap. Don't know what the big deal is, but I like to see her smile. Maybe this old guy has something up his sleeve. Here's a photo of us: 

Stay tuned for a Christmas update, as soon as I figure out what Christmas is... 

I'm back and ready to go!

Last week was rough. Usually, I don't let a few coughs and sniffles get me down, but last week I just didn't feel well. Mom and Dad finally took me to the doctor on Tuesday, and he said I had the MEASLES!!!

I'm not sure what this means really, but I heard a lot about this measles word last week. The way everyone was talking, you would have thought I lost my blanket or something... you know, the soft green and blue blanket that I take everywhere. Yea, that thing is pretty special. It makes me feel cozy and nice and I always feel safe when I have my blanket around. SPeaking of that blanket, I should really get to looking for it.....

Anyway, the measles. Apparently, after my one year check up (which went very well I might add) Mom and Dad decided they didn't like me very much. So, they let a mean old nurse (who is usually very sweet) stick me with a bunch of needles. It hurt very bad!!! I'm told that those needles were supposed to keep me from getting sick. Little did they know, that they were actually going to make me sick! Whatever was in those prickly things gave me the measles! I hate shots!!

The measles made me very sleepy and I didn't want to do anything. I didn't feel like eating, or crawling around. I didn't even want to play with my new toys that I got for my birthday that Mom and Dad haven't let me open yet. All I wanted to do when I had the measles was lay around with Mom and cuddle up in my blanket.

So, after the Doctor said I had the measles, Mom took off work for three whole days and we played, and cuddled, and slept a lot. Having the measles was the best thing EVER!

I know there are a lot of other things I need to catch you up on in my life, but I thought measles were by far the most interesting. To end, I will leave with a quote about the measles. I 'm not sure what it means, but when I googles "quotes about measles" this came up. I just love google:

Golf, like measles, should be caught young.
P. G. Wodehouse 

Mommy is selling my things!

My mom likes to shop. Wait, let me rephrase that:

My mom LOVES to shop, a lot.

As a consequence of Mommy's shopping habit, I have a ton of clothes, and by a ton, I mean more than I can even wear feasilbly. So, lately Mommy has had a tough time getting rid of my clothes. Since they are all really nice things, and I haven't worn them very often, if at all, she wants to re-sale them.

Luckily for mommy, and for me (because my clothes were beginning to take over) Mommy happened upon a children's consigment boutique opening up in Texarkana soon. The shop, 2Sprouts, will be located in Summerhill Square and Mommy is very excited about the opportunity to clean out my closet.

SO, if you have kids or babies, be sure to check it out. It's opening on November 20th. You can see the facebook event here.

Pumpkins, pumpkins EVERYWHERE

So one day a week or two ago Mom kept asking me if I wanted to go to the pumpkin patch. I had no clue what she was talking about, except that I thought maybe pumpkins were like squash and I LOVE squash. I mean, I absolutely, out-of-this-world, adore and revere squash in a completely un-natural way. Like, if squash were a shoe, I would not only chew and drool all over it, I would put it under my boppy and snuggle with it every night. I LOVE SQUASH.

Anyways, I digress. Pumpkin patch.

So, since I didn't know what she was talking about, I didn't get too excited when she loaded me and Dad up and said we were headed to this patch of squash, I mean, pumpkins. But, when we got there, let me tell you, it was the greatest thing I've ever seen. Not only did I figure out what pumpkins were (big orange balls!) but there were so many more of them than I expected. There were pumpkins as far as your eyes could see. And guess what, blog friends? Mom and Dad just sat me down in the middle of these big orange toys and let me have at it. I had a blast!

At first I wasn't sure exactly what to think about the pumpkins:

And I might have questioned Mom and Dad about it a few times. Are you sure I can play with them?

But pretty soon, I was feeling sorta good about the situation. So, I decided to let loose a little:

But, I needed a few kisses from Mom to make sure they weren't going anywhere:

P.S. Mom, your nose looks funny!

I needed a little reassurance from Dad, too. So, he promised me it would be okay:

After hearing from both of them that I for sure would not get in trouble if I touched the pumpkins, I decided to have a little fun:

I tested the waters a little... checked out what I was working with...

I tried to be nice at first, but then I realized those pumpkins were way stronger than me!

So....then I dominated those pumpkins! They didn't have a chance! I was all over them like a fly on honey:

I even decided to taste these things they call pumpkins, to make sure they weren't as good as squash:

I was right! Squash are still better. In fact, pumpkins kinda taste like those crunchy things that fall from trees that I like to eat after our dog brings them inside.

Anyway, there were a lot of other adventures at the pumpkin patch, and if you'd like to see all the photos, you can check them out here.

Overall, it was a wonderful day with my wonderful family. I really like those people!

I think if I had to rate the pumpkin patch, I would give it a thumbs up!!!

That's all folks!

And finally....

Almost a month later, I'm ready to tell you all about my birthday party. As I said in my last post, I wasn't the happiest camper most of the day. It turned out that I had an ear and throat infection, but Mom and Dad didn't know that until they took me to the doctor on Monday morning. So, even though I wasn't feeling up to par, the party went on. Man, I can't wait til I can talk and tell them what's wrong!

As most of you know, Mom decided that I didn't need anything for my birthday. She said something abotu me having waaaay too much stuff, and you know, the more I think about it, the more I agree. I can barely remember what all toys I have to play with these days. So, she asked all the party guests to bring food for kids who aren't as blessed as me. It's really hard to think that some children go to bed hungry, or without clothes and diapers, when I have so many things.

The food drive went great! We got so many items donated and we're taking them to Faith, Hope and Love soon to give to the children that attend the afterschool program there. I can't wait to help others out in the same way. I'm already starting to think about what we can do for Christmas!

The party itself was awesome. My Mom and Dad did a pretty good job of decorating and getting stuff together: 

 but my friend Chrissy did an AMAZING job on the birthday cake that everyone else ate. I'm really not sure why I didn't get to eat some of that cake, but Mom said it was because I had my VERY own and it was a special birthday cake for the special birthday boy. Here's the one Chrissy made:

Doesn't it look yummy? She did a great job! And Mom made the one for me.... here it is:

and don't forget, here's the silly hat that mom made me wear:

and this is what I thought about it....

Obviously, I wasn't really that into it... but here were a few things that I did enjoy:

playing with NaNa and these fun balls

Getting really messy



eating my sweet peas



and sleeping the day away in my Mama's lap

As you can see, I had a day filled with mixed emotions... from unsure to exhaustion. However, everyone else seemed to have a good time.

Now, what most people don't know, is that on Friday, the actual day of my birthday, we had a family gathering for pizza and cake at our house. Nana T and Papa T, Danny, Nana P, Uncle William, Miss Ashalee and Luke came over. Again, I was not feeling well and to top it all off, I was sleepy. Here are a few photos of my actual birthday:

NaNa P left Mom a rose because it was birth-giving day for her!



The day started off okay, with Mom snapping a photo first thing.







 

After Mom got home, I got to put on my Birthday boy shirt! It says "1" because that's how many I am now!

NaNa P is the only one who could make me happy.




Luke came over and we wrestled. I won!

 

Then it was time for cake, and I was not real happy about it... to make things worse, when Mom put the hat on me, I popped myself with the rubber band that holds it on. IT HURT! Here's the reaction that my Uncle William so skillfully caught, right after the incident.

Even though it wasn't fun, it's pretty funny to see that Mommy might have been more upset than I was... not sure who was more hurt.

Here's Mommy dancing to make me feel better:

 and this is how well it worked:

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So, even though you can't tell, I had a pretty good birthday all in all. These days, things are getting back to normal. I went to the doctor, got some antibiotics, and I'm feeling much better. We changed babysitters last week. I'm drinking from a cup now and learning to feed myself. Life is marching on!

Next update: the pumpkin patch!!! Catch ya'll soon!

Dusting the old Blogger off..

Friends, I'm sorry that I haven't written in so long. To be honest, it's been a tough few weeks for this little boy. My birthday came and went, and I was sick. Sick, sick, sick.

The party was a lot of fun. There were so many people there, and Mom made cool decorations and of course, my favorite part was playing with all the other kids. In fact, just to show you how much I enjoyed it, here is a photo of me playing sweetly with my friends:

I will tell you more about it soon. But for now, I've got more fun things to do! Busy weekend for me and mom. We're going to the pumpkin patch and garage sale with Nana and Uncle William and Miss Ash-a-lee tomorrow. WhooooHooo!

Porter in the Park

Last week was a whirlwind of fun stuff... primarily, having my photo taken at Spring Lake Park to celebrate my birthday. My favorite Aunt Cristi took the photos, and I have a few to share. Enjoy!

This is Mommy's favorite shot. Personally, I think I looked pretty cute in the sailor suit, but it wasn't my first choice.

Here's my GQ look. I think I will win ALL The ladies with this one.

These balloons were really cool. I hope we have so many more for my birthday party!!

This is just cool... I don't care who you are!

And Mommy really likes this one, because I look like a little baby doll she says. Not sure how I feel about that.

Woooooo PIG SOOIE!

Hey, I'm Porter, and I'm about to charm my way into your heart.

I love this trick with Daddy! He's my fav.

Check out the lashes!

Uh, a boy's gotta eat!!!

I was NOT HAPPY!

Hey ya'll, I'm one!

This is our family, in a nut shell. I'm happy to be a part of it. =)

A Brand New Boy!

Well, ta-da! I am a clean-cut little boy with the flyest style you ever did see! Here it is:

Announcement!

Tommorrow is a big day in the life of Porter. 1st: I'm getting my hair cut. Now, personally, I don't like the idea of those sharp pointy things coming near my face, much less my ears and eyes, but as long as Daddy is there with me, I think it will be okay. Plus, Mom says that I look scraggly, and honestly I don't know that word yet, but when she says it she wrinkles her nose like she does when changing a dirty diaper, so I know that it can't be a good thing.

So, with that being said... tomorrow I will go from looking like this:

To this:

HaHa... just kidding. I think Mom is going to let me keep my long hair and probably just trim around the ears and get it out of my eyes. I kinda like the shaggy look!

So, also on the agenda for tomorrow is a photo shoot for my first birthday. Mom says it will be a lot of fun, but I'm not really sure. I do get to see my favorite friends, Cristi and Harper, so that will be exciting! Cristi is REALLY amazing with a camera... and somehow Mom talked her into taking my picture. I'll be sure to share them with you when we're finished.

Speaking of first birthday, I'm getting really excited about it all. I know it may not seem that way, but the more I think about all my friends coming over to celebrate my birthday, the more excited I get. Can't wait to see everyone!

Oh by the way, as promised, a photo of my teeth! Please ignore the nose crusties in the second pic:

Do I look fat? Daddy said something about Chris Farley... whatever, Dad. But seriously, do you see those things?! Aren't they cool? Apparently, I get to do all sorts of cool things once the rest of them start popping up.... like eat real food!

Here you can barely see the bottom chomper. Maybe I have a better photo:

There it is! And just for fun, here's one of Daddy forcing my mouth open. Yea, he better be glad I was in a good mood...

That's all for now folks. But as I leave you, here's me helping Dad with the dishes. We make a good team!