It's new to me.

Today I found myself the odd one out, socially speaking. I've learned that excitability can get you attention, both desired and unwanted. As an almost two-year-old, the majority of experiences are still new to me. However, it's important to keep my cool so as not to appear easily impressed. If it was up to my bubbas, any product advertised during a day time cartoon would be like a man waking up at noon. I mean sure it's incredible, but I have to play my cards right if I'm going to establish a lifetime of preferences. I've seen my hand-me-down clothes and these color combinations are obviously a result of a child whose preferences became clear early on, or the decisions where made for them in order to distinguish between him or his twin.


Anyway, today the family headed outside and someone erased all the color. It was cold and it looked like someone used the slider on the bottom of my Magna Doodle, only it affected the trees, the grass, and everything outside! I reserved judgment, while Bubba's and even Mamma and Dadda went crazy and starting rolling the stuff into balls and throwing it at each other. So we're playing out side then? Well, after a cursory examination of, what turned out to be a very bland and flavorless ice cream, I decided to go about my outdoor routine. I got the bucket of chalk, but soon found that there was nowhere to draw. I opted for an inflatable ball, but it rolled under the car. Then I got out the bubble wand and brought it to Dadda.

Sno Schmo, make with the bubbles!

Sure enough, once the bubbles came out the Bubbas were distracted and came chasing after the translucent spheres claiming that some were filled with ice from the cold air. Bubbas, so easily distracted. After I got bored with bubbles I explored the garage for awhile looking for  an oil filter wrench small enough to change the filter on my 2010 Froot Loop Yellow Tonka Dump Truck. It's been sputtering when idling for a few weeks now, but I guess I'll have to take it in to the mechanic. Finally I let myself back inside and enjoyed some Sesame Street and a room temperature juice box in a warm recliner. Let them have their snoday, I'm staying inside where nobody erases any colors but me.


Today I ain't no meteorologist like Big Bird!