I am bored with this Baby food stuff.

Seriously there is only so much a man can take. I have had all the peas and carrots mush I can handle. I am filled to the brim with Apples and oatmeal and I am done with the Cauliflower and broccoli.


Daddy thinks he is funny too... My face is not a canvass for food art mister!


I did get some good news though, Daddy said he was taking me to this place called " Dirty Martin's" and he and Mommy were going to have burgers with Uncle Mark.



Uncle Mark is one of my best friends in the world. He hugs and kisses and plays really good. Daddy said he is so good at it because he is a big baby and can relate to me. I don't get it but it makes Daddy laugh. He is my buddy though and I like him.



He makes me laugh.


This was the first time I have ever been to a burger joint and it was real wild. The smell was awesome and everyone was looking happy. I hung out on Daddy's belly anxiously waiting for the food to get here. Daddy keep telling me about these things called onion rings. He made a big deal about them so I was hyped up. When the food got there I almost jumped out of Daddy's lap to get at it and give it a try.

Daddy was a big meanine and would not let me try his food, but mommy said it was time I learned what a french fry was.


HOLY COW, this thing is so good! I don't know what they are thinking only giving me that jar food stuff. They could give me these fry things every day and I would be happy.

I try to give other things a try after the fry's but they all tasted like plastic compared to the wonderful fry taste extravaganza. All this action takes a lot out of me. I am just going to lean back and relax... What was that Daddy? NO, I don't know what a Chocolate Malt is.