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Monday, December 30, 2013

They Call It Potty Training

Life was going quite swimmingly. I had my routine. I woke up, traded in blank-blank (blankie) for a banana and some yogurt, played with my trains a little, went to see my friends at Bible study, etc.

And then, just yesterday, Mama had a horrible idea.

It’s called potty training.

I have to sit on a stupid piece of plastic for hours and hours. Why can’t I do what I need to do in my diaper? It’s worked well for two years. I’m set in my ways. But oh no, Mama says . . .

Don’t you want to be a big boy? Everyone uses a potty when they grow up. You can’t be in diapers forever.



But I looks around at the grocery store, and I find big person diapers. So you see, everybody doesn’t use the potty when they grow up.

I think it’s an inalienable right really, the right to choose to use diapers or the potty. I think my constitutional freedoms are being violated.

But do not fear, I have a plan.

The way I see it, Dada leans to my way of thinking. He said something about potty training being a lot of bother. (Yes, they call it training. Isn’t that insulting? It’s not like I’m a dog.)


So yes, next time Mama leaves me diaper-less, I’m planning a well-staged accident on Dada’s Ipad.

That should bring them around to my way of thinking.

Updates to follow

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Last week I was a "sicky"

I’m sorry I’ve been away a whole week. I took a picture for my blogpost, but then I gets sick. I throws up and throws up and throws up and it was “very scary.”

 But I feels better now.

 Last week it snowed and snowed here in Colorado. I went outside and plays. But then I get very cold. This is me in the snow.
Tomorrow I am going to show my new choo-choo, Percy, the snow.

Percy’s never seen snow. I think he’s scared of snow. But I will teach him how to be brave. I am very brave. Today I eats spinach. And Dada made me swallow it! I almost died. Spinach is ghastly.

 If I turn green tomorrow and explodes, please remember to tell my Dada, “I told him so!”

Friday, December 6, 2013

The Book Bloggy Hop

Book Blogger Hop


I am doing a blog hop. It is called the book blogger hop. It is my firstest one. (Mama did the other one.) I worked and worked on jumping so I could do the best hop ever. But then Mama said I didn’t need to jump at all, it was just about clicking buttons. I’m very good at clicking buttons.

Once I clicked so many buttons I killed-ed Baba’s (Grandpa) computer.

The bloggy hop question is: “What book would you recommend for a Christmas present?”

I would pick a choo-choo book, maybe Thomas & The Naughty Diesel. But I like Mother Goose very much too. I asked Mama what book she would like as a present and she said she wants “Match Made in Texas” by Mary Connealy, Karen Witemeyer, and Carol Cox. http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0764211765?ie=UTF8&tag=karenwitemeye-20&link_code=as3&camp=211189&creative=373489&creativeASIN=0764211765


But I do not think I would love that book because there are no choo-choos in it. This is me with my panda bear.



I can say “panda bar” and “polar bear” and “my bear, my bear, need bear.” I can also rawr like a bear, but I already told you that.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Joe-Joe and the Texas Ranger

      I was reading more of Mama’s book today. The hero, Cal Westwood, is a Texas Ranger. This is me dressing up like a Texas Ranger.


Mama took so many pictures I started getting bored.



         The little green engine in my crib is my new choo-choo, Luke. He likes to climb mountains. He climbed all the way up my port-a-crib and then chugged around. But then he fell between the cracks and I had to scream so loud so Mama would rescue him.


      But, do you think I look like a Texas Ranger? Mama says I’m too cute to be a Texas Ranger, but I think I look very manly.


Sunday, December 1, 2013

Green Leaf, the Potawatomi Boy by Lisa J. Lickel, illustrated by Brenda Hendricks


                 Today I read a book by Mama’s friend. It is about a boy named Green Leaf. I think that is a very fun name. When I find leaves, I bury myself in them. This is me all buried.



                Green Leaf doesn’t have any friends. I have lots of friends, but I think I love my choo-choo’s best. Because choo-choo’s go “round and round” and make beeping noises. My friends don’t make beeping noises and sometimes they takes my choo-choos.

Green Leaf meets a Luxembourger boy named Henri. I’m not sure what Luxembourger means, but Mama says Luxembourger people speak German. Green Leaf tries to learn so many German words, but it is very difficult. Then when Henri gets in danger, Green Leaf needs to try so hard to remember all the words to save him.
               When I don’t remember words, I just scream very loud and kick my feet. It works well.

From December 1 through December 16, the John 3:16 Marketing Network is hosting a Christmas Book Launch and The Potawatomi Boy is a featured book. As part of the event, the Network is offering a $200 Amazon gift certificate to one lucky winner. For a chance to win, go to http://bit.ly/Christian_Books and enter the Rafflecopter toward the bottom of the page.

To purchase, visit these sites:
Kindle - on special sale during December 1- 16, $.99
Also available in print from online retailers or from your favorite bookseller. $5.95

Booksamillion


Along with the general promotion for the $200 Amazon drawing, several excerpt tours are going on. Lisa Lickel will be giving away a copy of The German Girl to one person who comments on all six of the following excerpts sites:
Kevin Smith – 1, December 2 http://www.kevinmarksmith.com/
Paulette Harper – 2, December 3http://pauletteharper.blogspot.com/
Lorilyn Roberts – 3, December 4 http://lorilynroberts.blogspot.com/
Emma Right – 4, December 5 http://www.emmaright.com/Blog.aspx
Carol A. Brown – 5, December 7 http://connectwithcarolbrown.blogspot.com/
Janis Cox – 6, December 16  http://wp.me/p2yfqH-1ag

Thursday, November 28, 2013

My Turkey

Happy Thanksgiving! I learned how to say that today. It is a big word. I like big words. Dada taught me how to say gregarious once.

This morning, I helped Mama cook the nummy turkey. This is me with nummy turkey. 


Then I made hand-turkey and colored it so boo-tiful.

Well that's about all for today. Dada won't let me eat his nummy pie until dinner. I guess I'll go play with my choo-choo's. They run up and down the window sill very well.

Yesterday, I climbed up on the window sill with them, but that did not make Mama happy.


Thursday, November 21, 2013

Getting Stuck in Tight Places

        Today in Mama’s book, Jenny and Cal and Sheriff Thompson go into a silver mine. It is dark and scary. And they get stuck. I got stuck in a scary place once. 
       I climbs into a cardboard box and climbs and climbs and then I cannot get out. It was scary.

      But my uncle pulled me out. Jenny’s uncle is Sheriff Thompson. She likes him very much, but he is old. My uncle is young and he does fun things. He goes down slides with me. This is me climbing on my uncle’s puppy dog. 



       I likes my uncle’s puppy dog because he is china and he cannot lick me and push me over.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

    Sorry I've been away so long. Life has been exciting. Yesterday I got a whole choo-choo set for me and a puppy dog. My puppy dog is bigger than me and says "ruff, ruff, ruff."
   Today I am sick so after I watch Tomy (Thomas the Train), I read more of Mama's book. In this chapter, Jenny thinks she can shoot better than Cal so they have a contest. My Dada's a soldier so he shoots very good. This is me with Dada's soldier backpack. It is heavy.



   I have to go. I am going to go scare my puppy. I can rawr like a bear and it is VERY scary. Mama is always scared when I does it.

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

My Discovery

                Temperance leagues are for ladies! And they don’t have them anymore. And they were only so you don’t drink alcohol and I don't drink al-co-hol so it’s not like joining one would save me any trouble at all. I feel cheated! *Wail*

                Mama said that temperance leagues helped create women’s suffrage. She smiled big when she said it. I don’t know why suffering is a good thing, but Mama seemed happy about it. I suffered today. It did not make me happy. I got my fifteen “choo-choo” books and piled them all together in the family room and said “read book,” “read book, Mama.” And she didn’t “read book!” She put me down in my crib for a nap.             
                I need Nana to visit because she “read book” as much as I want.


Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Temperance Leagues

Today I was reading Mama’s book and it talked about a temperance league. I asked Mama what a temperance league was and she says it is people who pledge never to drink. I would like to pledge never to drink or eat. Then maybe Dada wouldn’t keep stuffing food in my face. He makes me eat chicken, and cauliflower, and milk, and rice and all kinds of yucky things. The only things I likes to eat are “wawa juice” (orange juice), cheese, and the yummy granola bars that come wrapped up in foil.
                Signing off to go find a temperance league.

~Joe-Joe


PS This is me setting off on the hunt.


Friday, October 4, 2013

Cal's Choo-Choo

I read the first chapter of Mama’s book today. There’s a choo-choo in it! Cal comes to the mountains in a choo-choo! I love choo-choos. They are probably my favorite thing in the whole wide world.

Mama says the Denver & Rio Grande choo-choo first came to the town in the 1880s. Mama also told me that a few hundred years ago there were no choo-choos.

I am trying to imagine a world without choo-choos. It is a sad, lonely place.

~Joe-Joe


PS This is me when I climbed on the table. I am roaring.


Saturday, September 28, 2013

Cal's Neigh-Neigh & Mama's worries

Yesterday Mama found out that two of my friends have whooping cough. She was not happy. She says that back in the 1890s many babies caught whooping cough and weren’t strong enough to get better. I told Mama that I am very big and strong. I do not think she believes me.
                Talking about babies, there are no babies in Mama’s story, which is sad. But there are many “Neigh-Neighs” (horses) and “Neigh-Neighs” are even better than babies. Cal has a “Neigh-Neigh” that is sorrel colored. I do not know what color sorrel is. Mama says sorrel means red colored, but Mama is not always right. I mean, Mama says not to climb on the table or I will fall, but I haven’t fallen yet and it is very fun sitting on the table. Maybe next time I will post a picture.

~Joe-Joe


PS I forgotted to tell you about how I give Mama inspiration. And now Mama’s making me go to bed. And she says it’s too late for me to even watch my choo-choo movie or read my moose book.  And when I tried to sneak her laptop under my covers, she confiscated it! I will have to write more next week.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Mama's new book: Scorched Earth

My Mama is a writer. She writes so many stories and they are very good. But not many people know about them, (she doesn’t have a blog like me), so that is why I’m writing about her. She says she wants a publisher to give her a book contract. I’m not sure exactly what that is, but I think they are good to eat. 

Her book is set in the Colorado mountains in the 1890s. I think my Baba (Grandpa) was alive back then, but I’m not sure. The book’s heroine, Jenny, is very pretty, just like my Mama. But I do not think Jenny is as smart as Mama, because she has conundrums in the story. Mama never has conundrums because she can fix anything. Like when my helicopter wasn’t making noises, she fed it batteries and then it made so many noises.

This is me helping Mama write. 



Next time I will tell you about how I give Mama inspiration.

Today's highlight: I chained my bunny to my choo-choo.

I'm Joe-Joe

My name is Joe-Joe.  I am one year old. My Mama is a writer. Next time I will tell you about her, but today is all about me.

When I was born, I was very, very sick.  I don’t remember much from back then, but Mama says that Jesus made me better. Now I am big and strong.

My favorite things are choo-choo’s, neigh-neigh’s, and big trucks. This is a picture of my favorite choo-choo.




Someday when I am bigger, I am going to be a scientist like my Baba (Grandpa) because Mama says I can’t be a soldier like my Dada or she would miss me too much.