Bubble trouble

I suppose the true mark of fabulosity is the ability to take a bad situation and make it fabulous. Like last night, when our power went out in a hail storm, Mom gave me a bubble bath by candlelight. Fabulous!


In other news, the standing continues. My parents are assiduously avoiding watching high jumping and pole vaulting on TV, lest I perfect my technique and bust out of this holding cell:

They feign horror at George Bush's human rights violations, yet I am confined here without a hearing or any legal advice -- usually all night long, and for (very brief) periods during the day as well!

--Maddie

I stood up this evening...

. . . for the first time ever. Yes, I may have used Mom a little bit to get up there, but in the end there I was.

What, you ask, inspired me to reach for the sky? Mom's plate of Chinese food.

Some things, you see, are simply in the blood, like my love of music and the outdoors.

I did not get the Chinese food. Like Paloma, my parents are still too quick for me. I got a "teething biscuit" instead. Woof.

--Maddie

The Banana Puff Incident

Where to begin? How about with the fact that I will put just about anything in my mouth these days? I look around and I feel sorry for all you people who are not using your mouths to explore the world.


Anyway, Mom and Dad are trying to steer me toward putting certain things in my mouth, and not certain other things. So they've started giving me finger food, like these so-called "Banana Puffs"...


Let me tell you something, Mr. Banana Puffs...


...I know bananas. I have eaten bananas. And you, Mr. Banana Puffs, are no banana.

On the bright side, I am taller than ever in my new perch:

Soon I will be able to reach Dad's hair and the fun can really begin.

That's all the fabulosity that's fit to print. See you next time,

Maddie

Maddie-roo

We went to the Atlanta zoo this weekend, but I didn't get to see my Chinese twin. I did see a lot of other things, though.

Anyway, sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words:

--Maddie

I'm a basket case

Now that I'm so much more mobile, Mom is looking for ways to contain me so that she doesn't turn around to find me chewing on dad's sandals, or the dog. This was an early effort:


But I like this one better...


As the sportscasters like to say: You can't stop me, you can only hope to contain me.

--Maddie

It's not nice to infringe on baby's intellectual property

I can't believe this! Baby Talk stole my idea! ... (click to enlarge)

Not only did I think of it first (by four months), I came to Baby Talk's defense concerning the whole "boob on the cover" issue. So I am not going to take their advice and "laugh it off"!

I have sent the follow missive to those parasites (oh yes, baby knows how to use Google to find legal letter templates):

Dear Baby Talk magazine:

It has come to my attention that you have made an unauthorized use of my copyrighted work entitled "Maddie-ness" (the "Work") in the preparation of a work derived therefrom. I have reserved all rights in the Work, first published in Saturday, May 13, 2006. Your work entitled "Pimp My Ride" in your September 2006 issue is essentially identical to the Work and clearly used the Work as its basis. For example, the large wheels and bottle holder are both referenced in my earlier Work.

As you neither asked for nor received permission to use the Work as the basis for "Pimp My Ride" nor to make or distribute copies, including electronic copies, of same, I believe you have willfully infringed my rights under 17 U.S.C. Section 101 et seq. and could be liable for statutory damages as high as $150,000 as set forth in Section 504(c)(2) therein.

I demand that you immediately cease the use and distribution of all infringing works derived from the Work, and all copies, including electronic copies, of same, that you deliver to me, if applicable, all unused, undistributed copies of same, or destroy such copies immediately and that you desist from this or any other infringement of my rights in the future. If I have not received an affirmative response from you by September 18, 2006 indicating that you have fully complied with these requirements, I shall take further action against you.

Very truly yours,

The Madster

p.s. You are so not fabulous!

Be honest, now -- is the postscript too much?

--Maddie