So on Monday night mommy got all dressed up and I put on my jacket and we went to this big building with all these big machines in it. There were all these people running around, freaking out and I just wanted to play with them. But mom said they were busy and trying to get the show started....whatever. And then mom handed me over to Gama (my grandma) while mom went and got her make-up done. And when she came out I was like whoa mom, what happened to you. It was crazy she had so much of whatever that stuff girls put on is called.....so I tried to lick it off for her. And then this guy kept saying "and we are live in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1" what the heck does that mean. Aren't we always live???? After about 5 minutes mom decided I should go outside and go potty so I wouldn't pee in her lap while we were on Camera and Linda and her guide dog Lyla went out with me. Mom says that Lyla is what I am learning how to be.....I am sorry Lyla didn't look like she was having much fun. I mean I tried playing with her and she just ignored me...I don't understand why = ( And then after going potty we had to rush back inside and get on stage before they came back from comeercial. I sat in mom's lab and laid my head on the table and everyone was making all these weird noises and saying I was being so good and so cute....I guess I can't help it, It seems where ever I go people feel the need to tell me how cute I am and make this aww sound. My mom says I was a natural in front of the camera, and that I was a good boy and that I made her proud.
And I just want everyone to know that even though I'm a famous movie star now, I am not going to let the fame go to my head and lead me to do bad things.
Other then becoming a famous movie star. I have been very busy kicking my brothers butt at wrestling matches. mastering going potty outside (which I must admit is very hard), and of course chewing my sticks...I love those darn things.
We are having a huge storm that is making water fall from the sky really hard. Not to mention these loud booms and bright flashes...I thought someone was taking my picture....you get use to that when you are as famous as I am. But mom says I don't need to be scared...it's just God taking my picture and his angels beating their drums.
Well I need to go play with my brother, so I will write again soon....as long as I don't float away....lol