Even though these pictures aren't that great, my aunt Stephanie was jonesing for an update and made dad post something . . . anything!

There was some sunshine today and mom and dad took me to the park.

I explored the tennis court.

I consider this obsticle to be only temporary.

In this picture I look like Michael Jordan.

In this picture I look like Ken Griggs.

I threw my first real temper tantrum today.

Here's my technique:

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I start off with high volume at close range.

Then I search the room to see if anyone else from customer service is available.

Next I switch to my "Woe Is Me" move.

As we come down the home stretch I switch to a classic pounding of the furniture.

And I finish things off with a little pouting.

Tears, snot and drool on the sweat shirt give it that authentic feeling.

Sunshine in Seattle in February? Who can believe it?

I helped mom make the dishes sparkle.

Then I went through the pantry to find something for dinner.

Dad and I played on the deck.

And then we relaxed in the sunshine.

I have become quite the food mooch. It's easy.

Step One: See Apple

Step Two: Take Apple

Step Three: Eat Apple

And Repeat.

Mooching apple off of mom is fun.

But I get the sense there is more food somewhere.

Let me walk over and see what dad is eating.

I have to concentrate so I don't fall.

Burrito beats apple any day.