Thursday, February 24, 2011

Some cool stuff a 10 month old does

Hey yo, it's Brady boy and I'm 10 months old today! Yep, that's right my monthage has hit the double digits! Soo it's been an eventful couple of weeks. Some days were good, some not so good. Let me fill you in:

So my 1st Valentine's Day started out pretty good. I was like ok, I can do a photo shoot and of course I'll look good in it!



You want a stomach shot? Oh yeah, I can do that!

My heart ladies, it's for you.


Ugh, then of course stupid Rascal had to jump in the photo shoot. At this point in time, we still were not talking from the trip. Too much was said, I just couldn't forgive and forget.



I just sort of lost it. I miss my girlfriends, my best friend and I aren't getting along, it's just a lot to handle on a day made for love.




However, I can still make this "My First Valentine's Day" shirt look good.



Rascal just sort of lost it too. He started doing crazy things with his ball.



And started marching throughout the house. I think the fight was really getting to him.


Then my Grandma and Grandpa came to visit. Grandma was boring the heck out of me, I mean come on lady, I know I'm so cute and so funny but my can my head get any bigger, I mean really?


The next night, we went to Ruby's 4th Birthday party and Dad and I were looking fresh to def! (That's just a move that us gangstas do).

After the party, Dad and I both noticed that we were wearing the same shirt, and that was more than embarassing, it was pure humiliation. If another person came up to me at that party saying oh cute, you two are wearing the same shirt I would've puked.

Uhh guys, I'm not feeling so well.


That was the last picture taken before I vomited my brains out. Maybe the sippy cups were spiked at the party, I just don't know. I was up all night though throwing up. Loved the attention, hated the action.

However, I can pull off the sick look pretty well.
Funny story actually, on Monday after Grandma and Grandpa left, Mom, Dad, and I went on a trip to the mall. We were almost to the mall and Mom was like "Uh guys, I don't feel good." I was thinking, oh here goes drama queen mommy again whining about her tummy. And we were stuck in traffic, I was admiring the cutie in the car in the next lane when wham! Mom loses her entire stomach in the car. Honestly, I would have rather put my face in Rascal's mouth than smell that crap. She went on to get sick 8 times and still doesn't feel well. I also got Dad sick, Grandma sick, and Grandpa sick! I would say that's quite an accomplishment! I thought I had Rascal too, but he's a sneaky fellow and managed to escape the Brady flu.
Ok, ok back to the pictures:
Then Grandma pulled out this sick leather jacket and said here Brady, a leather jacket for a stunning young man. So I rode around on my car cruising for chicks with my new hot boy jacket on.


Just 2 studs in their leather jackets.


Gramma and I snuggling watching only the best show ever invented..........

SESAME STREET!! Honestly, it's like the best thing ever. That Elmo is one crazy dude! And that cactus guy, don't even get me started!!

And then all of a sudden, Rascal came up to me and was like Brady, I know I've done and said some pretty mean and crazy things these past few weeks. I want to know if you'll take me back as your brother and best friend.

The all knowing Casey (Gramma and Gramp's dog) along with her boyfriend (White Bear) said, just do it Brady, just say yes!


Who could resist this face, honestly? So we're on good terms now. For now.




And now what you've all been waiting for: Handsome boy crawling through a tube!!


I learned this at Gymboree. Honestly, best class ever. I have it on Tuesday's and I love it. And the girls.


Do you know another boy that could strike that good of a pose in a tube? I think not.

THE END!























Sunday, February 13, 2011

Brady's Colorado Trip

So, one night, well last Wednesday night to be precise, mommy stuffed me full of spaghetti. I was like why such a fancy meal?
Then Daddy said we're going to Colorado, that's why!! Let's give spaghetti kisses!

And then I said, ok well since I am the best looking in the family, I will drive us to Colorado with my new car.


All aboard the Brady train, bound for Colorado!

Well, they said I had too much spaghetti and I couldn't drive so we got in the car and off we were to Colorado! However, I woke up in a strange place. Mom said we were in Ogallala, Nebraska. I thought it smelled like urine and I thought it would be best if I didn't go to sleep in case any creepy people came to get us. Mom and Dad weren't real thrilled. After a crisp 3 hours of sleep, we hauled back in the car and drove to Colorado. I slept.



Umm this is Colorado? We had to travel 8 hours to go shopping and then see a rock? Cool guys, real cool.


Then we went to Daddy's old school. I went to Mommy's school, so we thought it was only fair to see Daddy's too. And what did I think, you ask? Umm yeah it was ok. Not the greatest for scoping out chicks, which is high on my list of priorities, but yeah there were lots of rocks and snow, so cool school Dad!


Yeah it was bitterly cold out. Good thing I can pull off looking good in the cold too, no matter the elements or location.

I think the altitude got to me a little.....





So, I don't want to be a poor sport or anything, but I think that Rascal was trying to steal my thunder this weekend. I know you've been on so many vacations with Mom and Dad Rascal, but really? You have to steal Dad away every time I fall asleep, really?

See what I mean? He thinks he's so cool in that vest.

Hey everyone, look at me! I can sit on a rock too!


Then Mom made us sit on a rock together. Awkward!

Then Rascal told me he wished that I had just stayed asleep in the car. I was shocked. And hurt.

But I told on him, and he had to stay in the car so I could hang out with Daddy all by myself!

Help! I've fallen off a rock and I can't get up!

Ha! Gotcha! I didn't really fall, and I still look good. Hey ladies, want me to go on a hike with you and I can tell you all about rocks and stuff.

Then we decided to go hiking and I was pissed that Rascal came too!

Umm he swore at me and he still gets to go hiking? Nevermind the fact that he looks great while hiking, he has caused a rift in our friendship and our brotherhood!

What is that Rascal, an apology? I just don't think I can hear it right now.


Yeah read the shirt, still living at home and I am very upset about that!


There Rascal goes again, taking pictures at the Academy with Dad while I'm asleep. Guess what Rascal, you will never go to the Academy! You're too short, too hairy, and your breath smells way too bad. Take that!!


Then we went to the best place ever!!! It was called Little Monkey Bizness, and yeah it was the bomb! Babe central!!!



Hiiii, my name is Brady. Be my friend?


It was so cool. I got the climb all around and I think I may have found a Valentine. Or 2.

She may or may not have bit half my tongue off.

So then I climbed the wall.

And looked good sliding down the slide.

My Monkey Bizness mug shot. Great place! Best part, Rascal wasn't allowed in!

Enjoying a nice bottle after my workout.

Then we drove up a mountain. I fell asleep, and Dad and Rascal got to enjoy the top of Lookout Mountain without me.


Conclusions of my trip:
1. Colorado is just a bunch of rocks, some are red, and some have snow on them. That is it.
2. Rascal and I do not travel well together. Our relationship is TBC (to be continued..)
3. It isn't any harder to poop at 7,000 feet above sea level
4. Monkey Bizness is the real hidden treasure of Colorado
THE END!!

 
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