A New Friend

Last Friday I met a new friend, Fernanda.  She is very pretty...  We first started playing as if nothing new...

But then I realized she is VERY pretty, and started feeling a bit insecure about myself...  Does it show?

So I started distancing myself a bit...

and a bit more...

And then I decided that I was not supposed to distance myself alone, so I grabbed our moms...

But then that clever cookie thought an eye for an eye, and wanted to grab my own Anne!  This I would not tolerate!

But in the end I liked her.  We ended playing together, but intelligently: each with their own Anne!

And I LOOOVED her toys!

So we need to meet again, next time, in our place.  I will show her my toys.

Welcome Manuel!!!!

He is here!  I am dying to meet this cutie!  Papá´s ahijado, and the son of my padrino.

                 

 

From Past to Future

The proof of my transition from infant to toddler...

My Italian Roots...

... are not only in my passport!

Taking Life More Seriously

I told you guys, I am not a baby anymore.  And the superhero career is not going to support me.  So I decided to start exploring my options.  I want to be a sports professional.  All I need to choose is which sport I like.  I started training for several at the same time, and then I will see what I stick with.

One option is to be the next Usain Bolt.  Here´s what I have so far.

Horsebackriding is another option.  It is not that popular, but I can MAKE it popular.

Yoga instructor is another option.  I am quite good at it.

Astronaut?  Already trying the low gravity with the proper suit... Armstrong went to the moon, Rubini will go to Mars!

Motorboating?  A bit dangerous, but I do not want to cut my wings at this stage.  We need a new Daniel Scioli, one with both arms and no politics!

I already can go quite fast!

Maybe Circus acrobat.  They usually do not make much money, but if I become really good, I might make it to Cirque du Soleil, and these guys get to travel everywhere!

The next Fangio maybe?

A future Lance Armstrong?  I promise not to disappoint my fans by getting my titles removed!

Independence Day in Chile

September 18, 1810.  The criollos in Chile start their process of independence.  September 18, 2013.  We go for a barbeque in the middle of the week!  Thanks criollos, I had a great time.  We went there in our super fantastic car, Filibo. Isn't it supercool?

When we got there, Maxi, Jose and Oli were waiting.  It was sooooo nice to see Oli there.  Anyways.  As soon as we got there, the boys got in charge of the grilling.  Well, Maxi took charge of the grilling, to be honest, I did not see Papá very active.

We girls went for a walk.  The park we went to was so nice, that we had to explore.  And, also, we did not want to smell like meat and charcoal after seeing all that smoke!

But after a while of walking, Oli and I thought it was too much of the oldies...  we needed some private girl talk... you know, the latest bieber, Hannah Montana's changes, that sort of stuff, the oldies don't get it anyways.  So I grabbed Oli and we left.

We had a great time.  It was private, so, no pictures.  The deal is when we came back I was a bit drunk of all the gossip and was extra loving with Oli, who had to stand my hugs part because the lovingness that drunks suffer and part because if she did not take my hug, I would fall!  Thanks Oli!

BathTubbing

One of my FAAAAAVOOORITTTTE parts of the day is at night when Papá and I take a bath.  I love it.  I have my ducks, and my bottles of soap and shampoo.  And best of all, I know after that comes a big meal!

Doesn´t it look great?  I mean, look at those bubbles!  And you can see yellowie showing its head timidly.

Although Papá sometimes complains, I like to eat those bubbles, and pretend I have a beard!

Some other times, I prefer no bubbles.  And then I can dig my head in and Andy Garcia myself up.  You see light bluey now.

And then I like to tease Papá, so I take my tongue out and say lero leroooo!

But he takes HIS tongue out too!  And his tongue is HUUUUGEEEE!  I was shocked to see how much he can tease me with a bigger tongue!

This meant I cannot win the teasing competition: the bigger tongue always wins.  So I got angry and demanded... DEMANDED! that he puts his tongue back in.

And Papá knows what´s good for him, so, tongue back inside.  And happily, I can keep playing with light bluey, and well, lero lering a bit too, he!

Making Fun of Papá

Pony Ride at the Organic Market!

Last weekend we went to buy some organic stuff with Papá and Anne.  Honestly, Anne went, we came along...  or that's what I thought!  When we got there, the coolest unexpected thing happened...  I got to ride a Pony!  You'll see...