Live to ride...

Uncle Mike and Aunt Sheila came to New York from Michigan for Christmas and they gave me a new awesome Harley jacket to wear when I ride my Fisher-Price Harley-Davidson trike (a previous present from them). Here's some video of me from the day after Christmas that Dad edited together.

p.s. I had just watched the movie Toy Story for the first time, so what you hear me yelling is some variation of Buzz Lightyear's "To infinity and beyond!"

p.p.s. Happy Birthday, Uncle Mike!

Merry Christmas!

Happy Christmas Eve

This is me and my cousin Sophia, at her house. Uncle Spike and Aunt Stacey invited us over for dinner and fun. Grandma and Grandpa were there, too. We watched football, opened some presents and played. I ate a little fried fish, called a smelt! It was pretty good.

Video email from the North Pole

Uncle Mike and Aunt Sheila asked somebody at the North Pole to send me an email, and he did! He knows if I've been bad or good...

Pajama day!

Today is pajama day at school! I chose my dinosaur jammies, along with my dino slippers and stegosaurus hat! ROAARRR!

You know what else I love?

Legos.

Today I built a zoo.

I love Candy Land.

I could play it over and over and over again. And if I didn't have to sleep, eat, and go to school, I probably would. Like, right now. It's time to take peppermint pass to the gingerbread house, then through the lollipop woods to the candy castle!

Scalille

On Sunday we went to Grandma and Grandpa M's house to make a delicious Christmastime treat that my Dad's Nani (my great-grandma) used to make. Dad told me what they're called. It sounds like "scoweila". He searched for them on the computer and the closest name he found was Scalille. One site called them Christmas fritters. They originated in Calabria, Italy, where some relatives on Dad's side of the family are from. I don't always remember the name, but when I ask for "one of those sticky honey cookies," you'll know what I'm talking about.

VROOOOM!

I'm learning to drive stick. If he's nice, maybe I'll teach Dad.

Santa!

I brought my friends Woof-Woof and Edward to see Santa this morning and told him what I wanted for Christmas. He knew exactly what I was talking about and reminded me to be a good boy. Okay, Santa. See you soon.