Sunday.

This week wraps up with naked baby pile on dad,

a fun trip to the beach in the rain,

and a birthday party at the gym.

 

I know what you're thinking:  who peed on dad first?

I won't point fingers, but it wasn't me.

 

 

At the birthday party they had a bunch of bikes.

I REALLY want a bike.  I LOVE bikes.

 

I took a turn with the piñata stick. 

Well actually, I grabbed it and ran.

My buddy Ever and I settled in for some

frozen fruit and some delicious baked snacks.

 

 

All morning I was talking about eating cake

and when the time came, I decided I was full

and I bailed out on the cake.

Happy birthday Logan!

He is a member of "nice" playgroup.

 

There was a point when mom could not find me.

I was hiding in a locker!

This is a really fun game that my mother does not like.

I can lift the milk all the way up the stairs.

 

Rosie at the beach, munching on cold rocks.

This picture is moments after mom found me

tipping back a shot glass full of white sugar.

Notice the crazy sugar glaze in my eyes.