life from down here

Fri, 05 Nov 2004 22:16:58 GMT

Daddy's getting married tomorrow and I'm so excited that Amy's gonna be my mommy. She's real fun, I wouldn't want anyone else for a mom. At the wedding I get to wear a tuxedo and while I act like I hate it and the attention that comes with it, deep down I'll be loving it. Hope to see you there. I gotta play with my cousin Caiden now.

Sun, 30 May 2004 13:44:39 GMT

Sorry about the long silences on my blog. Being two and all doesn't give me a lot of extra time for things like writing in an online journal. Things are good. (Did I mention that I'm two?) My friend Abby had a blog, and then she forgot the password. Daddy and Amy and Phil took me to the Asian Festival last night. The lemonade was overpriced. And the dancers from Bali had Eminem as a soundtrack. What? Not much else happening. (I'm two now). I still spend my days playing and napping and pooping and eating, with an occasional trip to COSI or the bookstore. I'm hoping to scam daddy into buying me a puppy. It's a long shot, but I'm gonnna give it a go. Thanks for reading. (I'm two!)

Sun, 02 May 2004 15:31:51 GMT

This morning I watched the Wiggles while daddy was in the shower. The Wiggle in the purple shirt was dancing around in a tutu. I want a tutu.

Man, I hope daddy isn't reading this.

Tue, 27 Apr 2004 16:40:39 GMT

This post is for Riley.

Bob the Builder is awesome.

I love the Wiggles, but they make daddy nervous, so I'm not allowed to watch them anymore..."Fruit salad, yummy yummy! Fruit salad, yummy yummy!"

I'm going to Pennsylvania in two weeks. I can't wait.

Fri, 02 Apr 2004 18:44:02 GMT

Now I'm 2.

My birthday party was rad. Lots of friends came over...Emerson and Kaz and Anya and Karl and Riley and Abby and Nora. Lots of big friends to from my community. I got lots of cool gifts, too. Daddy hid most of them to bring them out slowly. He thinks I don't know, but I'm a little smarter than that.

So I guess it's around this age that I'm supposed to start whining and crying and being terrible. I'm on it.

Tue, 16 Mar 2004 14:27:05 GMT

Admittedly, I have been in a blogging slump as of late. I've been busy. You know, the whole wake up/watch cartoons/eat/play/poop/play/eat thing keeps me on the move. I'l try to be more fiaithful. Thanks for your understanding and forgiveness.

Sat, 28 Feb 2004 19:42:06 GMT

Daddy took me out for pizza today, after we got scammed by the second hand store. Daddy seemed mad. I didn't care so much.

Pizza's my favorite. I've also decided that I'm not interested in daddy cutting up the pizza for me anymore. I'm just going to go ahead and pick it up like everyone else does.

Hope everyone is well. Oh, by the way, I'll be 2 years old in a month, so I've got that going for me. Bye-bye.

Tue, 10 Feb 2004 23:39:42 GMT

Last night my new friends Abby and Nora came over to play. They just moved here from Cincinnati with their mom and dad. I like them. They're cute. I'm totally crushing. I don't think they dig guys in diapers though. I need to get on that potty training thing.

Mon, 09 Feb 2004 15:14:23 GMT

Daddy is back from Milwaukee. In honor of his return we are completely destroying my bedroom. Toys everywhere! Dirty clothes strew haphazardly about!! (Good thing Amy did all my laundry this weekend or daddy amd me would be buried right now.) Books shmooks; let's make a tower out of them! And knock it down!!

Thanks Amy for taking care of me this weekend. Thanks 64 King boys for feeding me stuff I'm probably not supposed to eat, but tastes darned good. Thanks everyone for not cutting my hair while daddy was gone.

We're going to the gym now. Out.

Thu, 29 Jan 2004 20:29:13 GMT

I'm Micah Palmer, and I am stuck in Pennsylvania.

I don't mind so much; I'm having a really good time with my grandparents. I mean, they have a hot tub for crying out loud. And my Aunt Christy has her dog here. I love him very much, so much so that I now call my dad "puppy". He thought it was funny...the first 5 times. Now I think dad would mostly just like to be called "daddy" again.

I'm going home tomorrow. I can't wait to see all my family at 64 King. They'll probably go a little overboard on the hugging and kissing. I think I may just walk in the door, give them a quick "blue steel", and head straight for the toys like I was never gone. Or I'll just immediately ask for a video and my sippy cup, and give them disapproving looks when they walk into my line of vision. But secretly, I'll be glad to be home.

My First Foray into Blogging

Sat, 17 Jan 2004 03:38:35 GMT

Today is my first foray into the blogging world.

It is not the first day, however, that I've pooped my pants.

I also threw up today...it wasn't my fault, though. I have been feeling under the weather lately, but one of daddy's friends decided that I was some sort of rag doll and proceeded to shake me up and down after I had just eaten cut up hotdogs for dinner. She's a nice enough lady, but I wish she and all of daddy's friends would realize that I am a human being for crying out loud...I'm not some sort of primordial being with no backbone, crawling from a cesspool to valiantly try walking on land for the first time.

I am going to bed now. I will blow kisses because I've been instructed to do so, and daddy's friends seem to find it so amusing...I guess once you get older, you are entertained by lesser things.

More to come later...