Uncanny Resemblance

Dad was going through some pics of me and came across this pic of me when I was about five weeks old...


And then there's this pic of Cole taken at about three weeks old...


Me in week one of my life...



And here's my brother Cole, last week...


Ya, I know exactly what you're thinking...What a pair of super cute babies! If you ask me where I get my cuteness from, I'll tell you...no, not my Dad, (Silly people), I get it from the Cuteness Store. Cole's been there too.

Talk to ya again soon, Hunter out.

Field Trip!

Now that you've met my little brother, I've got some catching up to do on my own special events (not that the birth of my little brother isn't just the coolest thing to happen for a while, I just don't want to steal any of his thunder by posting his stuff here. You know what I'm talking about, right?).

Top of the done list was this years Pumpkin Patch Field Trip. This year I was at a new school and we went to a new pumpkin patch. I wasn't all that sure about it, took a long time to get there from the school, but no car trip is ever boring with my Dad along. So, here's a look at the pumpkin patch and our day there. Did I mention is was a real live working farm?!



There were loads of farm animals we could get right next to and even feed, which was cool.




I couldn't believe all the things there was to do, not to mention chilling on some hay to eat lunch. He did have a great time. Yes, we did.




Well, that was our field trip. It really was a good time. I love having Mom and Dad both along on my school outings. Stay tuned for more. There's another Critters in My World coming soon.

Hunter out.

One Crazy Night!

So I went to bed Thursday, usual time, 7:30, eight, something like that, no big deal, nothing going on despite Cole being a day late. And when I woke around 0530, I rolled myself out of bed and went into Mom and Dad's room, climbed in to their bed and guess what I found...

Nope, not Cole (nice thinking though), and not even Mom or Dad. No, what totally blew my mind was crawling into my parents' warm, comfy bed and finding Grandma! I was dumbfounded, literally, but not so tired to forgo a full interrogation of the startled figurehead before me. I was going to make sense of this turn of events, no matter what the cost, so I asked Grandma, "Where is my Mommy?" She smiled, one of those tolerating sleepy smiles that says quietly if I answer you, you will go back to sleep, as if she had some kind of Jedi mind control power (only my Dad has been trained in the ways of the Force, but he says he'll start training me soon). I waited. She composed herself and told me, "Your Mommy is at the hospital with your Dad. They went to get Cole."

WHAT?! They went to get Cole without me? I was beside myself. How could I have let this happen? Grandma must have sensed my frustration as I tossed and turned on the side of the bed where she'd said I could sleep, because she got up and said we could go downstairs.

Breakfast came and went, and still nothing. And you know that song, the wheels on the bus go round and round (you're singing it already aren't you? he he.), well, that was me and my wheels were leaving thick layers of rubber on the gray matter of my brain as I tried desperately to get a solid grip on what was going on in my world. How could things get so out of control so quickly? Why had Mom and Dad gone to the hospital after I'd gone to bed. Surely they knew I wanted to see and pick up Cole as well. I can't imagine they'd think otherwise. And yet there I was, rocking back and forth in my banana chair playing LEGO Star Wars. I should be at the hospital. I should be with my Mom and Dad. I should be there to be a big brother.

Then the phone rang. Hope filled me as I watched Grandma through glassy eyes filled with expectation. He was here. Cole was here! I was gong to meet him, talk to him, teach him all the cool stuff I'd already learned. This was better than I ever expected.

I could tell by the look on my Grandma's face that she was very pleased with the news. Look at me, Grandma. Tell me everything, I wanted to shout. Then she turned to me and told me I had a baby brother. Cole was finally here.


And that's just my short side of the tale, you should see how Cole tells it (FBI Clue: Check out his blog! Peace Out.)

Almost had a Cole...

The night was young, darker than normal because of the heavy gray storm clouds that had hidden the blue sky from view since the night before. Rain fell, cool, drizzling rain, like a thick sea fog without the stench of salted life. Dad and I had been trapped inside all day, except for the quiet excursion we made to see Mama on her last day of work. We'd made our visit, even managed to stop at Toys R Us when the rain let up for a bit, and then headed home. Dinner was ham and egg salad, and we were most of the way through when Dad got the call.

Mom said she was having contradictions, no, contractions and they were coming about every five minutes. Not strong, she strong she told him, just steady. I was put in a bath, then to bed, none the wiser.

What I didn't know, was that Mom and Dad thought things were getting close enough to call in the resources (meaning Grandma).

When I got up in the morning, after waking Dad at 0515 hours, I found Grandma downstairs and took full advantage of this unexpected visit, don't you think...


When I found out why Grandma had come over (Cole had tried to come then decided to take a few more hours of swim time), I decided to get Cole a little Welcome Home Party organized. Here's what it looks like so far. A lot more of my friends turned out than I thought would be possible on such short notice. It's nice to have good friends.


Good things are afoot here in our household. Stay tuned, big news is imminent.

Little Brother's Got a New Blog

It's new, it's growing, it's about to explode with activity. Check out www.herecomescole.blogspot.com. He's gonna be here very, very soon. You won't want to miss a moment.

My Family Monster

Biggest school project of the year is my Family Monster. Dad and I put our Family Monster together just today and had loads of fun doing it. Tomorrow we take him, who I've affectionately named Three Kol Hup, to school to find him a place on campus. Three Kol Hup is made entirely from household items, items including:

Two Glad Extra Strong ForceFlex garbage bags
Hundreds of white peanut packing nuts
Several strips of silver duct tape
8 foot and half long sticks from the backyard
12 spines from artificial flowers
15 happy-face stickers
half of a small rubber ball
1 Wheaties hat
and a shoelace.

So, without further adoo, let me introduce you to Three Kol Hup, our Family Monster:



Happy Halloween to all my peeps out there. Talk to you again soon. I just learned I will be doing a Shoebox diorama of a scene from my favorite Halloween story so look for that story coming soon.

Hunter out.

SuperFly Photography LLC

So, I've been dabbling in photography (mostly cause it seems my Dad always has a camera in hand and loves trying to get the perfect pic, and he's got some good ones) and thought maybe I'd share some of my work with you here, see what you think... Be gentle. I'm certainly open to constructive criticism but I am still only four years old.





I'm not really focusing on my medium at the moment (no offense Dad), just trying to refine my technique, watching my lighting, playing with perspective, that sort of thing. Dad helps every now and then, but I pretty much pick up the camera whenever I feel like it and just start shooting. Most of my stuff is just super-pixelated digital camera fodder, but hey, I'm four! Ansel Adams wasn't four when he wandered Yosemite snapping pics, was he? I don't think so. Anyway, here's our latest family pic for those who just check the blog for family updates and aren't interested in my artistic whims.


Oh, and I suppose everyone will want to see this pic as well...


Love to all my fans, you've all been a wonderful part of my very busy life. Thanks for hanging in there with us.

Hunter