Officer Kenworthy

A surprise arrived in the mail for me from Nana and Poppy. Since my birthday had passed, I wasn't sure what it could be.

Hmmmm.....What could it be??

It's a police officer's uniform. Now that I have the car I need the uniform to go with it.
Watch out because Officer Nolan is patrolling the streets.

Third Birthday Party

I got to celebrate my birthday again a couple of weeks after my actual birthday. I picked out a Hot Wheels themed brithday party...not a surprise to anyone.

Hmmm....what should I wish for???

That last candle is always so darn tricky.

I decided that all of my other cars needed a turn driving around the track too.

Then it was on to present opening time! I've become pretty good at this.

Emma and Will got me a knight set. Daddy said it's to fight off Rudy.

Sawyer showing me all about the motorcycle he got me.

Just when I thought I was done opening my presents, Mommy and Daddy told me I had one more surprise. Nana and Poppy got me my very own police car!

I was speechless!

Emma and I enforcing the law! Watch out neighbors!

Happy 3rd Birthday to Me!

Every year on my birthday, Mommy likes to look back at pictures of me from the past months and (now) years. She's always amazed by how much I've grown, and how it seems like almost no time has passed since I was born.

Here's me just a few minutes after I entered the world on April 7, 2008.

Here I am exactly one year later. Check out that awesome hair!

Here's precious me on my second birthday.

And as a big three year old!!

On my actual birthday Grandma brought me downtown to Mommy's office, and the three of us had lunch at the Skyline Club. They brought me my own chocolate cake with three candles.

Later that night we went to Chuck E Cheese to celebrate with horrible pizza and some games.

I needed some assistance with some of the games.

Then Chuck and I took a ride.

I was really good at this game, where you had to knock down ducks. Mom wasn't quite sure whether to be impressed with my hand eye coordination or disturbed by how entertaining I found knocking out baby ducks.

It was a pretty great time!

My First Basketball Game

What's one benefit of living in a town where no one cares much about the NBA team? You never have trouble finding free tickets. Tonight was one of those occasions, so Mommy and Daddy thought it would be fun to take me to my first basketball game.

Before the game we stopped by Johnny Rockets for some grub. I was more interested in playing songs on the juke box than eating the food, but it was a good time nonetheless.

Daddy failed to tell Mommy that our seats were in the nosebleed section, or "way high in the sky" as I described them. She has a closet fear of falling down steep arena stairs, so this was not a fun experience for her.

I really liked watching the game, but got bored whenever the players stopped moving.

They looked like little ants on the court.

Before we left I had to pick up a nice souvi.

Thanks for the good time Pacers! I'm sure we'll be back again (but closer to the court next time).

Four Eyes

Given the genetic pool I've got to work with, I'd better get used to this.

Weekend in the Haute

My cousin, Caroline, came to Terre Haute this weekend from Tennessee, so Mommy, Daddy and I went to see her. Her YaYa and Bob invited all of us over on Saturday night for a cookout.

They had fun yard games for us to play, like hillbilly golf. However, I was more interested in using the balls to decorate my wheels.

Good choice, right?!

I had to work hard to keep up with Caroline on her big girl bike.

Eventually she wore me out, so I moved on to playing some cornhole.

At the end of the night we all went outside for the spectacular Diet Coke and Mentos display. Caroline's Uncle Robbie has us all convinced that the combination of a liter of Diet Coke and a roll of Mentos would create a marvelous explosion. We all waited anxiously for the big moment only to be disappointed by the outcome. Explosion is was, but marvelous it was not.

On another note, this picture made Mommy realize how little I really am. Believe it or not, Caroline is only a year and four months older that me. However, thanks to her genetic propensity towards giantess status, courtesy of the Hunt side of the family, she's got a good 14 inches on me. My Mommy, on the other hand, has done nothing to help me out in the height department. Let's just hope I'm a late bloomer!

Hod Rod Show

Daddy and I decided to have a guys day yesterday and do a bunch of man stuff. And what says man stuff better than cars? We started off the day with a trip to the mechanic to get Mommy's car keys fixed. Then we went to the hot rod show.

Can't you see me driving one of these?

This one was my favorite. Why? Only because it's red.

Mommy couldn't quite figure out why Daddy was so excited about going to see the hot rods, but then she saw the camera....

....and she figured it out. These ladies loved me, but who doesn't. And I got to go home sporting and "I Heart Hooters" sticker. Mom couldn't be prouder.