Go Giants!!

Ok, Ok, so in the past I've noted my allegiance to the Yankees (sorry mom). You can't blame a kid for supporting his home town team! Especially since my favorite color is orange...and I'm told that the Giants are orange, so that makes them ok in my book. I decided NOT to go out and smash storefronts in celebration tonight. I'll leave that to the Oakland fans. Ba-bing!

So yesterday was Halloween, and I was pretty much the only kid in town not dressed as Buster Posey (who, today, I declared that "I like"). Neither was Drew. But we made a mean Monkey / Ladybug combo. Yes, I was a ladybug. Stop snickering. Can't a toddler be sensitive and metrosexual?





OMG before I get into my exclusive toddler election predictions, I have to show a few of the latest pictures of me and my brother Drew. We TOTALLY love our little chairs. Although sometimes he needs a bit of brotherly help...








Isn't my brother the cutest little play toy? I can't wait to steal his girlfriends when we're in our early 20s.







And he even loves the same toys that I did when I was a baby! Here's Drew with Bogawowee the lizard, one of my old favorites.







Seriously, I really do like this kid.













OK, enough about Drew. Big news from the past month or so is my popop's 65th birthday. We headed down to LA for a big dinner celebration with the family, including of course my cousins! It's always a party down in LA. We're like toddler swingers, minus the martinis, but similar intellect.

I got to listen to my cousin Sam's ipod, using his earphones. Joke's on him - I've never used a q-tip once, my ears must be mad waxy.





And we had a big dance party. I'll have video of that later, but it was so much fun. For some reason my 6 to 9 year old cousins are infatuated with Bon Jovi - we did "living on a prayer" like 5 times. What does that even mean? Who lives on a prayer? Makes no sense to me.






Here's the whole fam.






Some news on me - these days I pretty much demand that I dress myself. I can even almost put on my diaper...although my dad does tell me that if I'm able put on my own diaper I shouldn't be using a diaper. Wise words, but it's so much easier this way. But clearly sometimes it can be a bit confusing...







OK, so election predictions. I think I'm pretty safe here in California. But I'm pretty sure I'm going to wake up Wednesday morning and there are going to be some clinically insane people in congress. Roughly 50% of new Senators may be in need of Prozac, and 50% of those will need a double dose. Why are people voting for these crazy people? I have a note to Delaware: If you elect that loon O'Donnell who keeps moaning on about Obama wanting to redistribute wealth I'll spend the rest of my life making sure Delaware gets redistributed to Pennsylvania and Maryland. One of these days I'll show you Spencer's guide to the way the state maps should be drawn. Preview: One Dakota, Montanaho, Rhodeticut, and San Francisco as its own state. Oh, and yes, no more Delaware.

Sometimes I feel like I'm the only reasonable, sane toddler out there.

But the prediction? As Clubber Lang said in Rocky 3: Pain.

I'll leave you with a couple of my favorite Spencer arthouse shots.






Hold your breath for tomorrow people. Could be a prelude to President Palin 2012. Glurp. I just threw up a little in my mouth.

Love,
Spencer