Put some pep in your step

I named this post based on the first picture above. We visited the Alameda County Fair this year and I was really over-tired by the time we headed back home, in fact, I was pretty tired and cranky and generally a little over-excited by all the activities. I found this "Pep your step" machine close to the exit and it was just what I needed to get my little Peanut self rejuvenated and happy for the next 15 minutes! The little boy on the right hand of the side of the picture was apparently under the impression that all of these machines belonged to him as he would jump onto whatever machine I was headed towards next....but, I beat him to this machine and I wasn't about to move.

Speaking of having pep in your step, I have not had ANY over the last week. Last Sunday I came down with a fever over 101.5 and it continued through Tuesday evening. We had to go the doctor and he checked me out, but other than fever and maybe a mildly red throat I had no other symptoms. Then on Tuesday evening after the fever broke, mom noticed a little red rash on my face. The rash proceeded to cover almost my entire body and as of yesterday I looked like somebody had poked me all over and mistaken me for a human pin-cushion! We think I had Roseola which is a pretty harmless viral illness, but nevertheless, Mom has been keeping me in as not to scare other Moms and their children away (ha, ha). The rash is beginning to go away now, so maybe I will be well again by the weekend and can resume my normal activity and social schedules.

Oh, by the way, my mom says to tell you that we had a "George" fest this week. As I was sick and all I wanted to do was rest on the couch, we literally watched about three days of Curious George. We watched the Curious George movie in its entirety about three times and we watched and re-watched Curious George cartoons over and over thanks to the wonders of TIVO. Whew! I just can't get enough of him and I think mom is addicted now too.

See above for a few other pictures of me at the fair. See me and dad checking out a fire engine up close as well as me and my little friend Samantha inspecting a fire hydrant.

Frick and Frack

Mom and I recently had the luck of meeting a new little friend and his mom that live in our neighborhood. His name is Carter and he is only about 3-4 months older than I am . We have lots of fun together every chance we get. Notice that this blog entry is entitled "Frick and Frack". My mom recently said that Carter and I we were just a little version of Frick and Frack and I had absolutely no idea where she got that phrase from...where does she come up with these things anyway? FYI - for all you trivia buffs know out there, please know that Frick and Frack were a set of Swiss ice skaters that performed as a comedy duo and were known for their amazing tricks and they skated in the Ice Follies for many years. Now "Frick and Frack" is a commonly used English slang term used to refer to two people so closely associated as to be indistinguishable (this is per Wikipedia and, yes, mom helped me with looking this up). Well, I am not sure we are indistinguishable on the outside (other than we are both Peanut-sized), but personality wise we absolutely seem to share a lot of the same traits. We definitely would fit the definition as a COMEDY DUO as my mom and Carter's mom seem to get a lot of amusement from watching us play together. We have lots of fun and as the play date or evening passes, we have been consistently known to start jumping, running, chasing and hiding on and in anything and everything together. Last time we were together, Carter tried to wrestle with me and got me into sort of a mini-headlock. I had never wrestled like this before, but I sure did find it fun and now I have all sorts of moves to bust out next time we play or to save up for my little brother.

See the attached pictures of me and my new little friend. The first is a picture of us sitting and watching Thomas the Train together. I am not sure what was happening in this particular scene, but it must have been very interesting or scary to keep us both in our seat. The second picture is of us playing in some pillows while our parents were "trying" to have some dinner.

I'm feeling hot, hot, hot!

Mom says the temperature where we live has been out of control! I don't really care how hot or cold it is outside....I am game for whatever Mom says we are doing for the day, but I must admit that it was really even too hot for me during the week of July 4. Mom says we hit 102 degrees and I now have new understanding of the word "Hot"! I thought this word just referred to hot food and hot stoves but now I understand it can also describe the weather too. Unfortunately, the hot weather also seems to make my face super red and can cause me to move a little slower (yes, I now you don't believe it, but it is possible).

The funny thing is that only a few days after we hit 102 degrees then we had a string of days in the low 70' and then even into the 60's too. What is up with that? Don't the weather gods know that this Peanut likes to have at least some consistency in his daytime activity plans?

In hopes of warmer weather, but NOT this warm, Mom and Dad purchased a wading pool for me a while back and boy is it fun to play in. We haven't really had much of a chance to use it until recently. One of my favorite things to do is play with the garden hose while the pool fills up and I have discovered that it causes my mom to run and scream when I aim the hose at her and try to shoot her with the water.

See the attached pictures of me playing in the pool and cooling off on a hot day. Mom says I looked very GQ in my matching swim shirt/swim trunks ensemble.