My Good Dog!

This dog looks like a good dog.

He looks cute, and loving.

and so is this one...

This is our dog Emmi when she was a puppy.

This is a picture from when we went camping.

Emmi thought she was a bull fighter!

Emmi is a mischievious puppy.

But sometimes too mischievious!

While we were hiking, Emmi rolled in cow dung! YUCKO!

She is still my good dog.

I took this picture on one of our picnics.

~ Michael

I´m Constructing Again!

I´m Michael. I am 8. I just started constructing with my legos, again. I found the good pieces that I needed to build a good spaceship.

Here it is.

I call it the "War Dog"!

We have another tank that was bigger than this one. We destroyed it but Andrew has a picture of it.

We will blog about it soon.

I used the pieces that were on that tank, but not all of them to build this spaceship. Andrew made one too, that´s why I don´t have all the pieces.

Isaiah let me use some of his pieces, the blue air flaps in the back and the wings holding the jets.  The wheels that have their own motors are from Isaiah too. They are pull back motors.

I took these pictures from my new DSI nintendo. That´s why it´s a little blurry.

Until next time when we have an even bigger ship made,

Michael

Huge Walley

Walley is getting bigger,

and he is learning to not bite.

Walley is very cute when he washes himself.

All clean!

posted by Michael and Huge Walley

If All the Clocks Stopped Working - by Michael

The clocks stopped because the bad Clock Stopper stopped every clock. I woke up with the truck that gets the trash. Then I told myself, "Why didn´t my watch go off?" Then I looked at my clock and it was stopped. Oh no! Were all the clocks stopped or was it only mine? I had to see.

My brother was the best electrician, so I went to him. There were lot´s of people but he wasn´t there. He was fighting the bad Clock Stopper.

It was noon now. I went to help him. Nobody wanted to lose the clocks, so we had to do something.

I made shoes that would make me fast. Isaiah got a big machine and put it on his back, grabbed the handles and that is how the battle began.

To Be continued.

The Fozzy Bear (as my daddy calls me)

I can't believe I still have my blanket .

I call it my ba!

My face is so pudgy here!

(I´m the baby with my brother Isaiah holding me)

Isn´t my tummy huge?

Man I was so little

Here is three things about me when I was little.

1. I liked playing basketball with my kitten Bravo, although he really didn't know how to play. He would dunk and put his head in the basket. My Mom use to say " That cat is crazy."

2. He would jump in the tub or sink. Once he jumped in the tub while I was taking a bath. Mom wanted to get him out of the bathroom.

My Uncle Mark was tickling me. Haha!

I Just can´t believe this is me!

I picked this picture because I still have this blanket.

I have called it my "ba" since I could talk.

This is my new-born picture.

My smile looks so cute!

(I am about 5 months old here.)

This was taken on my first birthday,

only days before my heart operation.