Oliver Myers: 1 year old

So last night, Uncle Tim, Uncle Justin, and Auntie* Lindsey came over to eat dinner and carve punkins with Mommy and Daddy and me. Auntie Lindsey took some pictures of me and I wanted to share them with you…

This is me. I’m getting my fourth and fifth teethies, so I drool a LOT. I was all wet and crawling around… so Lindsey took a picture of me. Mommy likes it.

Okay, in Mommy’s defense… she was in the kitchen cooking. I don’t know where Daddy was, but Uncles thought it would be funny to give me the beer can UNOPENED to play with. It was cold, so I liked it. Plus, it’s shiny.

Yes, I like to chew on shiny, cold beer cans. Mommy was very busy at the time.

Mommy was doing something to that punkin, and I didn’t understand… so I wandered over to see what was going on. She scooped me up and Lindsey took this picture. Then she shooed me away. Apparently that thing in her hand… not a toy. Who’d a thunk it?!

Look! It’s Daddy, Mommy, and Me. This almost never happens.

I was helping Mommy carve this punkin, but I didn’t really wanna touch it. It was slimy and gross, and it smelled funny. WAY worse than my diaper does sometimes. So I just got up close and watched Mommy do it.

These are our punkins. Daddy’s is on the far left, then Auntie Lindsey’s, then mine (see the binky??? Mommy’s really proud of it), then Uncle Tim’s, then Mommy’s. Uncle Justin’s is on the porch. Uncle Tim carved it for him, and he didn’t even hollow it out… so Mommy might make a pie out of that one. She doesn’t know yet.

All in all it was a really fun night. Mommy roasted the punkin seeds, and Lindsey and Tim took them home. I’m okay with that. I don’t like them much anyway. Look for pictures of me in my costume coming soon!!!!

*She’s not my real Auntie… she’s Uncle Tim’s girlfriend. But I love, love, love her… so I call her Auntie.