Everyone's been going on and on about this "blog" thing. I was planning to skip blogging and head straight to Facebook and Twitter... but if I have to keep to this 2004 technology, so be it. It's time for the X-man to take the reins and tell it like it is.
Today started out pretty well. Woke up wrapped tightly in my favorite blue man suit (mom calls it a "nightgown" and "sleep sack" -- but I'll stick with dad's terminology for now).
Mom and dad were running around all morning. Dad kept trying to sneak some time in front of the TV to watch golf and baseball, but mom kept him on the straight and narrow. It's good to know who's in charge around here so I can target future pleas accordingly.
About noon, this familiar crew showed up. They all brought lots of food that I'm not allowed to eat (at least not directly) and flash bulbs started flashing as if I was Michael Jordan dunking from the free throw line.
I take the liberty of pooping my pants and shutting my eyes for 45 seconds, and whoa! I wake up wearing some crazy white rabbit outfit. What, you don't believe me on the "crazy" part? Try this on for size... not only did this thing have a clever phrase on the front like most of my shirts... it came with a hat that had a set of rabbit ears on top! Check it out.
Still not buying into "crazy"? Let's just say that if you flipped me over, I had a faux rabbit tail sewn into my butt. Wait, what's that? Oh, we've got a photo of that as well:
I won't even show you the rabbit feet I was rocking.
Told you that was crazy. Now I'm wholly used to being the center of attention, but after the crew sat down for a big meal, they started boiling eggs and turning them colors. Again - I'm not old enough to eat them, let alone search for them under tables or behind couches. What can I do? That's right, pose with them. Check out this beaut' with me laying in a ring of Easter Eggs! Let's keep this one in the family and not show any ladies, deal?
You may think my life is all fun and games, but at some point the pressure to perform gets to me. I still can't hold my neck up, how long do you think I can pose and smile for? Needless to say... I got a bit tired after a while.
I figured if I could fall asleep in a cute enough pose - everyone would let me snooze for a few hours and refresh myself so I can get back into my self-approved schedule of eating, pooping, sleeping and repeating. I was right. Tell me that's not a little man in bliss.
Refreshed and ready to go, the rest of the day really got better every step of the way.
I got lots of kisses,
QT with some of my homies,
and even some presents! I just wish I had more neck and arm control to get my hands on that monster truck.
Whew, what a day! This Easter is fun, but I might try to sleep for more than four hours straight the night before next year's big events. You know what I like to do after a long day? That's right, take a warm bath, soak my itchy butt for a few minutes and lay down for some warm milk. Ahhh... warm water.
After that, it's off to bed with the satisfaction of a day well done.
I heard rumor that dad's headed to work tomorrow. He seems a bit nervous for how things are going to go on the home front without him here. Never fear, though. Mom's got things completely under control. Again, this is pretty basic. Eat, poop, sleep and repeat. Until next time!
Jax-
ReplyDeleteNot even 2 weeks old, and you're already so cynical. Life's a marathon not a sprint, buddy, take it in stride. If you think a rabbit outfit is "crazy", wait until your dad starts dressing you "cool". This is a guy that alternated pink shirt/purple shorts and purple shirt/pink shorts, each accessorized with a belt over his t-shirt, for two whole years of his life. He now only wears yellow on the golf course and is still trying to find a tailor that will make him a terry cloth suit.
Good luck,
Uncle Luke