Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Annie's Red Balloon

Coop here!

Every day on the way to school we listen to my favorite CD, The Little Einsteins Musical Missions.

One of the adventures involves a search for Annie's birthday balloon. She accidentally let it go, and it floated away to Seattle. The Einsteins must climb aboard Rocket to go on a balloon rescue! Don't let it touch the Seattle Space Needle, or it may pop!

Daddy recently visited, and brought back this picture.


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Sunday, February 21, 2010

I love shopping with daddy

Because he let's me do things mommy wouldn't.

I love shopping with mommy

Because she let's me try on silly hats.


Friday, February 05, 2010

Even Young Despots Love their Mommy

Today I....

Took a relaxing break with Mommy and watched my favorite show, "Star Wars the Clone Wars." I use the show to try to discern the mysteries of the Force. If I had that, then conquering the world would go sooooo much easier.

Plus it gives me some time to recharge my batteries. Being a badass young despot-in-training is exhausting, ya know.



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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Monday, January 18, 2010

Come for the savings, stay for the fun.

Daddy loves Costco for the samples and jumbo sized cheesy poofs. Walker and I love it for the ample running room and "try it before you buy it" atmosphere.



Friday, December 18, 2009

First step towards EGOT

Today I, Waakabee, will be playing Santa in the school play. My role includes a monologue and a solo. Some of you may express surprise that a skinny four year old could play an obese, altruistic geriatric. Poppycock, I say.

The B has excellent range. The B is an excellent actor. The B is an excellent singer. Put simply, the B is excellence.

As long as the other monkeys in my troupe don't try to outshine me in anyway or occlude my spotlight, things will go off without a hitch. Should anyone get cheeky, though...I can turn a jingle bell into a shiv before you can say, "Joy Noel".

If you are in town today, feel free to stop by and watch the performance. I dare say some of you will shed a tear in gratitude.

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Saturday, December 05, 2009

Found the Elmo ornament

Coop here: I'm enjoying donuts and cider at Ryan's bday party. Taking notes for my own suare, coming up soon.

And to be honest, while the B is out on the tumblebus, I've been studiously reading every book I can find inside Ryan's house.

And I just noticed that Owen and Ryan have an Elmo ornament. Several in fact.

Dad, take note. Elmo ornaments make christmas better.

Mess with the bull...

And you're gonna get the horns.




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Sunday, November 29, 2009

Not quite first class...

Coop reporting...

Flying coach isn't always the hell that Waakabee portrays it as. But philadelphia's airport is very close to the shittiest daddy's ever seen.Got dad's ipod. Watching mickey mouse clubhouse from my window perch on daddy's lap.Charlie, we're coming home.

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Saturday, November 28, 2009

Put. Me. Down.

Uncle Colin? The Coop does not want!



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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

What DO you want to watch?

Cooper and daddy run through a list of shows to watch. Coop is so hard to please!



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Sunday, November 15, 2009

I heart Taylor Swift

This is my new favorite song. I sing it to Cooper every chance I get. La la la. Ha ha ha.


Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mom here -

"Hold you", "Diego Cup", "Einsteins", "Seaside"...... the whining goes on and on. What do you do with a two year old that does not know what he wants? And will not stop whining/talking? You present snack after snack and play show after shown until he is satisfied. What finally worked? Fruit gooeys and Looney Toons.

Is it bad that I'm glad tomorrow is Monday so I can escape to work......??? Maybe.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Cooper sick

Cooper reporting. I'm off to see the doctor because of a mysterious barking cough I have.
Waaka thinks I sound like a seal, but I think that is because he secretly has a thing for Anarctic animals (have you seen his penguin picture?)

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Open Letter to John Lennon

Waakbee says...
Today I wrote a letter to John Lennon.

My dad has introduced me to the Beatles. I love their music! I especially love the songs where John plays the pharnomica (sic). Coop and I sing these songs as we listen to them on the way to school every morning.

So my dad actually did something cool for once and bought each of us a pharnomica (sic). I opened it with glee and began playing immediately. Many of you won't be suprised that I am already a master at the ol' mouth harp. The Waakabee's skills are boundless, and his talent limitless.

Playing the pharnomica (sic) while dad and mom played Beatles Rockband got me thinking. Would John Lennon be my friend? A despot rarely has peers, but John's talent at music writing and performing surely places him in that short list.

So I set about drafting a letter to John, proposing an alliance, a bond, a friendship of sorts. Because my handwriting is still under development, I had my otherwise pathetic dad serve as my own Joan Holloway and transcribe my letter. His mild retardation comes through pretty clearly in his own penmanship. Oh, I cannot wait until I can afford to get a real secretary (I believe in classic titles - none of this "administrative assistant" women's lib crap). But I digress.

So I wrote my letter (or rather my monkey father did) and included what I feel is a pretty awesome sketch of a machine that John may want to look into having constructed. Sharing skematics of such a potentially profitable and useful gismo is quite the grand gesture, if I do say so. John surely has plenty of cash from his awesome music catalog and owning the copyright to round sunglasses, but what Mighty man couldn't stand having more wealth?

Since John doesn't have a current address (and dad was reluctant to explain why - maybe John will tell me), we put the letter, skematics, and some awesome Star Wars stickers in the mail to John care of his weirdo wife Yoko Ono.

Dad says Yoko led the Beatles' to their demise and ultimate dissolution. I believe her actions, surely fueled by nationalist pride, show a bold and creative counterstroke to what was previously believed to be the end of the War. Nagasaki be damned, this woman helped Japan get the last word in by scuttling the rise of Western Culture, thereby shifting the course of history leading us to such abominations as Disco, Culture Club, and Oasis. Bravo, devil woman. Bravo.

Anyway, I hope that John gets my missive and will be agree to be my amigo. Dad says not to hold my breath, but I'm not sure why. Damn that monkey man can be frustrating what with his smug look of monkeyness and all.

For posterity, I've shared the letter with you here. Enjoy, peasants.



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Sunday, September 06, 2009

Gamecocks go limp

Today we...
Hung out and watched the Jackets whoop some Gamecock ass.


We tailgated with Grandma and Big Pop just off campus, snacking on tasty meats and salty snacks. Mom and dad both mentioned the lack of beer, but sometimes they forget they are not college kids anymore.

We then walked down to Bobby Dodd Stadium and enjoyed a 500 yard crushing of our lower division opponent. Buzz and I became fast friends.



We ate many tasty treats, including hot dogs, pop corn, sno cones (notably not made of actual snow), goldfish, and cotton candy. It was so friggin' hot, dad said it felt like he was in Hanoi and seeking comfort in some momma-san's Mekong Delta. Mom took great offense to that, but I heard Hanoi was hot, so I don't know what she's getting upset over.



Once I was all hopped up on the sugar, I forced dad to carry me on his shoulders as we climbed to the tippy top of the stadium. From this lofty perch, I dreamed I was practicing my sniper tactics.

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From here, the world belongs to me. From my position I can see Mom and Coop. I am told that Tech is one of the rare Divison 1 stadiums where you can find empty seats for nearly any game. When I am in charge of the world, and my colleges play football (with modified rules), stadiums will be filled so full the stands will be in danger of collapsing.







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Saturday, September 05, 2009

A vision of my future

Waakabee says: These guys mean business. As do I. I cannot wait to have my own massive military force backing me up as I whoop ass and take names across the galaxy.

Yoda was a tiny Jedi Master. Who's to say I cannot be?



We went the Dragon Con parade this morning. It was awesome, though the Mad Max guys were a teensy bit too loud. I liked the pirates, the super heroes, the awesome cars, the soldiers, and Disney characters. Dad got really excited about the Battlestar Galactica guys, the GI Joe guys, and all the scantily clad women.



Mom really liked the guys from 300.


All in all, it was a fun time.



P.S.
I sense a disturbance in the Force.

And a sad, sorry middle aged man in a costume.

This amuses me.



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Friday, September 04, 2009

Heeeeyyy Y'aalll

Coop says: Just perfecting my... PARTY FACE!



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Thursday, September 03, 2009

I Crashed My Spaceship

Waakabee says:
Crashed my spaceship. Now what the shit am I going to do?

Oh bother.



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