Playing around-June.

While Henry and mama were setting up the train track, I was (again) banished to the other side of the room.

But not for long. Look at how close I am to crawling. It's just a matter of time.

Almost have it! This is usually the moment that Henry grabs whatever I've got and attempts to roll me over and away from his toys.

Henry has been working on his patience skills with me. Now he knows that he can't just grab toys and push me. Instead, he's supposed find me a toy I can play with. In this case, I get the big wooden train.

Lately, some of our loyal blog readers (Aunt Jenni) have been commenting that some might have a hard time distinguishing whether I'm a boy or a girl. Just because I wear a lot of t-shirts and overalls.

And even super cute tights!

So today, I put on a very pretty dress. How's that for feminine?

My eating habits (get me something, anything, I'll eat it all) remind mama and Aunt Jenni of my cousin Evie. Now mama thinks I look like her too. Remember the picture of Evie that looks just like this? (Mama's going to try and find it. Aunt Jenni, you look for it too.)

Has there ever been such a cute baby?

We doubt it. There are rumors floating around that I have some cute cousins. But we'll never know unless they update their blogs. (Hint, hint Sadie!)

Playing with trains- Henry.

Tonight, I just wanted to play with my trains, but mama kept taking pictures.

We set up a pretty great train track and I'm starting to use some of signs and road blocks that came with one of my car sets. You'll see some road blocks on the left. They are called "Pay the Toll." And when your train approaches them, you have to get up and give your mama a kiss. Guess who made up that rule?

Mama tried to get me to pose for some pictures, but I just wanted to play.

We've been having a lot of fun down here. Mama and Papa think I'm more fun than ever. My new favorite thing to say is "You guys." I'm currently in my hibernation mode because I haven't eaten willingly in over a week. Only about 1 bowl of cereal in the morning. Mama and Papa decided that my 3rd birthday is the deadline for losing my nuk- my most beloved and prized possession ever. Mama and I were talking about it tonight. We talked about how this year, I'll be 2+1=3. And 3-year olds are too big for nuks. Then she dropped the bomb. She said that I'll only boys without nuks get their presents. I regarded this for a long time, then slowly walked to my bed, picked up my nuk, got in bed, and pulled the covers over my head. It's going to be a very painful birthday. Mama and papa have been contemplating how to say goodbye to my nuk. Right now, their ideas are to pack up my nuks and send them to baby Tessa or to sew them inside my Curious George. Does anyone else have any ideas?

On the potty training side, things really aren't progressing. One weird thing has happened. Lately, I have been complaining that mama and papa are fastening my diaper too tight. So I spent most of my time trying to pull my diaper down outside my pants. Papa said if they bother my that much, I can put on some underpants and use the potty. No thanks.

Dixie Classic Fair- Part 1- Juner.

This afternoon, we picked up Henry from school, kidnapped Papa from work, and headed over to the Dixie Classic Fair. We don't think it was a proper 4H fair, but it wasn't too bad.
The first stop was the petting zoo. The animals were very smart and they only went to people holding the bags full of carrot slices.

Hey goat, are you going to eat that?

Henry remembered that the best way to feed animals was with an open hand.

He even got to feed a camel!

I wanted a closer look at the camel, but it lost interest in me pretty quickly after it realized I didn't have any carrots.

Henry liked this funny cow. We were impressed that all the animals had a Christian message to spread and that the barn had running water to wash our hands. Very considerate animals.

We spent a good 3 minutes trying to figure out what the heck these big leaves are. We never saw anything like that in our organic vegetable share. Then we realized that they were tobacco leaves and hung our heads in shame like a bunch of yankees.

Mama asked Henry if he wanted to do anything special and he immediately pointed to the airplanes. We went up to see how many tickets it costs and the man running it just told him to jump in an empty plane. How nice was that!

He was very brave to fly that plane all by himself!

I was too busy hamming it up to ride any rides!

Next, Henry couldn't decide if he wanted to ride on the motorcycles popping wheelies or the semis.

He settled on the double decker carousel. But only if he could ride on the top deck.

There they are! All the way up there!

We love the fair!

Dixie Classic Fair-Part 2- Henry.

We decided some fair food was needed, so we ordered a big plate of deep fried oreos.

We wanted to eat them right away, but they were still hot.

Finally they cooled down and I wolfed them down before Junery could reach over and grab one.

While we ate, we watch pig races! Too bad it started to rain so we didn't get a picture of the diving and swimming pig. Poor little guy was squealing so much that mama felt really sorry for it, so we left.

We headed over to the farm equipment to get our family Christmas card shot, but as with most large farm or construction equipment, I refused to get anywhere close to it, out of the fear that it might turn on. Even with the reassurance from the tractor seller that he left all the keys at home, I stayed safe in the stroller.

June had no problem with it and she was glad to get out of the stroller and show off.

She even climbed up in the big tractor.

Next, we took a walk through the chicken and pigeon barn and we got to watch some tiny baby chicks in an incubator.

My favorite part of the fair was this fountain. My favorite activity these days is playing in the sink. so this is a natural extension.

Mama was joking when she told me to put my head in it, but I thought it sounded like a good idea.

It sure felt good on a warm day.

I had so much fun that even my shirt got wet.

I can't wait to try this at home when mama's not looking!

Just goes to show you that a good time is usually free.

Mama eventually got me inside to look at the winning pumpkins. The winner was over 660 pounds, and there were another 4 that weighed in at over 400 pounds. How do you move a pumpkin that big?

We had a great time at the fair. We were pretty impressed for a non-4H fair. The animal barns were fun, the merchant's building peaked mama's interest just enough, the jarred vegetable hall was great, and the old timey village was educational. It even had ice cream being churned by tractor engines! You can't beat that!

The only part that freaked mama out was the booth that performed updo haristyles and makeup for little girls. Things sure are different down here.

When we got back to the car, I requested to remove my wet shirt and rode home with no shirt on.

Look at all that white skin! Maybe now I could fit in with all the other fair-goers looking for a good deal on a carton of cigarettes. (Mama overheard that it was a good place to buy them.)