My Recent Absence

There is no great reason for my recent vacation, I'd love to be able to blame crop circles, alien abduction or even the recent volatility in the stock market, but no such things. If I have to pick a reason, it's because I have taken no recent pictures. Daddy hasn't remembered to bring the camera anywhere since we went to Mathews a few weeks back. Mommy finally took a new picture last night, not me at my best I'm afraid. But it seems she snapped me after I had gone down for the night. This is me sleeping with one of my bears. Daddy says that when I'm not in my crib, it looks like the secret bear burial grounds. Five bears of different variation laying askew thiw way and that. The truth is, I just like to arrange my friends in funny poses. More from me later.

My Reign of Queens Part Duh

Again, I was not in Queens this weekend but rather in Deltaville. Some of the usual suspects from the Colonial Beach weekend, and the wonderful addition of Todd and Richard. You can see here that I played with my Uncle Larry, or Aunt Nicole as he prefers to be called. Lots of pool time, and lots of cocktails, mostly drunk from cups that read "In This House, A Queen Beats A Straight Every Time". You can see here our farewell pictures, one with Mommy, one with Richard. Only surprising thing is that everyone is sans shirt except Daddy. How did that happen?

My Bubble Beard

M&D were back at it again. It's like I don't even have a chance to get dirty when they've got me back in the tub again. Maybe they'll tire of snapping pictures of me in the ducky soon enough, or more likely, Daddy will drop the camera in the soapy water and bamo! no more tubby pictures. For the moment, I must endure. As you can see here, as soon as  I saw the papparazzi coming, I tried to cover myself with bubbles, but to no avail. This other picture is from our trip to Asheville this weekend. This is Daddy and me sleeping late.

My Ducky Tubby

I have had several tubby related posts over the eons of my life, but I'm not sure I've ever had a bath as fun as this one before. Let me give you some history, since bath #1, Daddy has sung what is known in our household as "the duck song" to me during tubby time. Mommy tries, but first off, she can't carry a tune in a backpack, but apparently the one verse, repeated ad nauseum (depending whether you're the singer or singee) with one small change of word is too much for my lyrically challenged Mommy. Anyway, Mommy did do wonders by buying me the ducky tub at Tarjhey. The bath was memorable because I had so much fun in it. M&D loaded it with so many bubbles that even Daddy could let me post the pictures without thinking bad people would look at it on the intraweb for bad reasons. I gave a whole new meaning to the lyrics "splish splash I was takin' a bath". Off to Asheville this weekend. After two weekends of Mommy running half marathons, Daddy is running with a relay team from Marion, VA to Asheville, NC. 208 miles, crazy Daddy!