I live in Seoul, South Korea, and Brrr.. it's cold here in the winter. I get bundled up every day for my stroller rides. My mom and I walk Carson and Jessica to school in the morning and walk them home after school.
See, here's my cool ride, also known as a jogging stroller. I also take my nap every morning in my stroller while Mom runs with her running buddies. It's a good thing I have my bunting and plastic cover for those cold mornings.
This picture is quite embarrassing, Mom! My big sister, Jessica, dressed me up in an apron and a Strawberry Shortcake hat. I loved the apron, but I'm really not a "hat kind of guy."
Now that I'm walking everywhere I have a tendency to get excited and fall into things. See that big, blue bump on my head? I got that from falling into a chair leg. Ouch! I don't recommend that to any of you out there.
My next war wound, or should I say, walking wound, came from pulling my sister's Sesame street video/music player on my face. See my right eye is black and blue or it's the left eye if you're looking at the picture. I'm so tall now, I can reach almost anything off her bookshelf. See I even found a plastic golf ball from the "Too Small for Garrett" box. They think I can't reach that.
I'm 11 months old today and I was feeling even more curious. I discovered this awesome green marker. I think Mom was in the bathroom when I found it. I decided to chew on it, write on my shirt and then bite off the end. Icky! I don't recommend eating markers either. Mom had to take pictures of me before she even washed me up and took it away. Yes, this was also in the "Too Small for Garrett" box. See I'm magic, I can get into anything.
I'm 11 months old today and I was feeling even more curious. I discovered this awesome green marker. I think Mom was in the bathroom when I found it. I decided to chew on it, write on my shirt and then bite off the end. Icky! I don't recommend eating markers either. Mom had to take pictures of me before she even washed me up and took it away. Yes, this was also in the "Too Small for Garrett" box. See I'm magic, I can get into anything.After a busy day of head bonking, pulling music players off the shelf and eating green markers I love to snuggle with my Daddy. I'm STILL not a good sleeper even at 11 months of age, can you believe it? Give me a warm body and a rocking chair (Preferably not in my bedroom, that place is scary.) and I'll sleep for hours. Okay, maybe an hour and 30 minutes. :)
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