Luca - The Good Baby

I feel pretty.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 18:46:00 +0000

It takes a confident man to wear a princess dress. I am such a man.

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Santa came to play

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Mon, 07 Dec 2009 19:35:00 +0000

We saw Santa. One of us didn't like him.

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I wear what I want

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 02:20:00 +0000

The thing about being a 3 year old is I can pretty much wear whatever I want. Below is proof.

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Eating at school.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 20:03:00 +0000

Me. Eating. At school. Nuff said

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Pippy Longstocking

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 03:19:00 +0000

I almost wrote Longstalking. Because that is kinda how I feel ATM. I love her. Love means " watching movies". Right?

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I sleep wherever I want.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Fri, 09 Oct 2009 04:27:00 +0000

HallwaySleeper, originally uploaded by burtime.

You know, I"m almost going to be three years old. Only 2 days away, and because of that, I am more and more independent.

Take, Sleeping for example. My parents would like me to sleep in a bed, but just to spite them, I sleep on the floor, without a pillow or a blanket.

Take that mom and dad.

Take that.

What does someone have to do to get a toilet around here.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Mon, 03 Aug 2009 20:07:00 +0000

Okay, so it's been a busy few months. Too busy for to maintain this blog, but I felt this would be worthy of your reading.

Last night, after lots of begging and pleading to dad, he let me use the toilet. Yes, I realize this subject is bit gross, especially for the squemish, but still.

Anyhow, as I was saying. I used the toilet, or "potty" as dad says. He's an adult and still says potty. I think I can get the hang of this thing. It's much easier and less, well, messy than the usual. Although, it's a little funny to me to make Dad clean up after me.

The best part though - I got a chocolate egg for my efforts!

Hooray Luca!

Umm, I don't think this is Jax.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Mon, 16 Mar 2009 04:19:00 +0000

So for the last 6 days, I have been thinking that my cousin, Jaxon, was staying with me at my house. It didn't really make sense to me, as I didn't see Ashley or Nick.

I remember being woken up at 2 in the morning, going to the hospital, going home with JoJo, then going back to the hospital to see Jax there with moms. I thought it was kinda weird, but what who am I to question the ways of the world.

Anyhow, AS IT TURNS OUT, this little guy wasn't Jax, but rather my new little brother. WHAT? I have brother? What is a brother? I don't really get it. Apparently, I am supposed to love and kiss and protect this Finley kid! I just met him, that's a lot to ask, don't you think?

I realized how mistaken I was, when the real JAX showed up this weekend, as evidenced by the pictures below. Talk about thrown through a loop.

So, Finley is the same "baby" that was making my mom fatter. Do I appear insensitive if I call her fatter? Well, in any case it's true, and from what I gather she prefers truth over sugar coating.

Needless to say, these last couple of days have been interesting, and I can't really explain but I've been feeling unusually protective of my belongings, including my dad, who I own! I hope I get over it soon, I don't like it when other kids, or my mom make me hit them. They really should just listen.

Enjoy the pics.

PS. You can see, I already told Finley about blogging.

Here's me being a big brother:

This is the old me.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 02:43:00 +0000

haircut-1, originally uploaded by burtime.

So my mom and dad decided I looked disorderly and took me to get my haircut today. Personally, I like it this way, but my opinion never counts.

New Me.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Sun, 08 Feb 2009 02:40:00 +0000

haircut-5, originally uploaded by burtime.

This is the new me, sans hair. What do you think?
I kinda like it.

I also like popcorn.

A great day today.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Tue, 20 Jan 2009 17:42:00 +0000

I just wanted to put a note here to say that today is great day for America. I know I am only two years old, but having President Obama will help set the stage for a better music.

It's almost Christmas time...

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Mon, 22 Dec 2008 07:48:00 +0000

Some pictures of me and our awesome snow!
Ellensburg 2008

Can you say...Residual Check?

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 16:54:00 +0000

So, first I suppose I should say Happy Belated Thanksgiving. I will post some pictures that my dad took next time, but today's post is all about me and my new best friend Robin, of Good Morning America.

You see, she mentioned me, ME, on GMA today and then proceeded to show the clip of me riding the roomba. Remember my post from last year? http://www.theluca.com/2007/09/i-am-bull-rider_23.html

Anyhow, in order to provide further evidence I have taken a screenshot, and here is the link to their site. http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/ You'll probably have to search for roomba.

As you can see, I am on there, and to be quite honest, I look good! I don't like to brag, especially since I don't know what bragging means, but my bald head and smile works nicely. It's really too bad the roomba died. My mom likes to say that I broke it because I got too heavy, however I know the truth. It was overused. Simple as that.

So, I suppose I should wait for William Morris, or Creative Artists Agency to contact me? Or maybe I should be proactive and contact them? Nah, I'd rather throw food on the floor and then laugh as I watch dad pick it up. ...he's my slave.

Thanks to the person, E, that contacted my dad. Now I can tell all my daycare friends how awesome I am.

Thank you, America,

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Wed, 05 Nov 2008 06:41:00 +0000

Thank you America for electing Barack Obama as our next President.

I couldn't vote, because I am 2 years old, so I thank you for helping to ensure that there is an America for me to live in, now and in the future. I think my parents were considering moving north again if Barack Obama wasn't elected, so I'm glad to stay.

Anyhow, I'm fairly sure I witnessed history tonight. Well, I'm guessing that's why I was clapping along with my Mom and Dad a little earlier, while watching Charlie Gibson announce Barack Obama as our next president.

Now, where's my milk?

Thank you for my presents.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Fri, 17 Oct 2008 19:47:00 +0000

Luca-1, originally uploaded by burtime.

I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who sent me birthday gifts. (JoJo, Rachelle, Pop, Grandma Judy, Papa Fuzzy, Melanie, Barack Obama - well hopefully the gift of affordable healthcare if he is elected)

You really shouldn't have, especially because I sometimes lose impulse control and tend to throw things...at my dad's head. He doesn't really like it, but what the heck. I'm only 2!

This is a picture of me sporting a new outfit courtesy of Jane, David, Baz & Mars. I rather like it. It's comfortable and was made in Vancouver, BC. Thanks Guys!

Hmm, what else? Oh yeah, no more gifts please, however if you are so inclined, go here instead:

http://www.kiva.org/community/viewTeam?team_id=1616

That's all for now.

McDonald's for my Birthday, Really?

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Fri, 10 Oct 2008 23:05:00 +0000

Well, as you might have guessed by this post. It's my Birthday. Yep, I'm two years old today. And you know how my dad decides to celebrate? He takes me to McDonald's, in the drive-thru no less. Wow. Thanks pops. Although, now that I think of it, I do like their pancakes.

I have done a lot this year. I learned to speak Thai. I ate cheerios, out of a bowl, on the floor, and in between the couch cushions. I have had my hair cut. I watched fireworks and played with children I didn't know. I have learned the alphabet, in both sign language and regular language, English I think it's called. I have learned that it's ironic for me to type these blogs, but not know that it is English that I am typing. I made friends with a boy named Lukas who was born a couple of days before, or after me. I can't remember. I went to the rodeo. I watched Barack Obama give a historical speech in Denver, accepting the nomination for President of the United States. (As a side note, he's doing quite well and hopefully on November 4th, he'll be the new President, so go Vote, because I can't.)

I have done a lot.

But probably the best thing that I have done this year happened today, my birthday.

I got strep throat!

Yep, you heard me, or read it rather. I have been sick as dog for the last few days. I lost my voice because my parents let me scream all night last night. I wasn't really in pain, it's just that they were sleeping and I couldn't, so I figured why let them? We're supposed to be a family right? I finally, finally was able to sleep for a few hours this afternoon. It probably has something to do with the fact that I wasn't given uppers by the folks. Can you believe they didn't know that Tylenol Cold, contains sudafed, which for someone like me keeps me up! Silly parents, trix are for kids.

Actually, I probably don't have strep throat. The doctor said it's likely a virus that will go away in a couple of days. I have my doubts, cause my throat hurts like H E double hockey sticks. Anyhow, he'll call tomorrow with the results. In the meantime, I'll dink milk and wawa and joos until I feel better.

On a related note, my parents set me up as a team leader over at Kiva. So if you decide you want to get me something for my birthday or Christmas or memorial day, go here and help out someone that needs it instead. Apparently, they set this up so that I would learn the importance of giving. I'm like, I'm only TWO and I really want a new iPod. But still I think this is kind of cool.

http://www.kiva.org/community/viewTeam?team_id=1616

Anyhow, I'm off to have some soup and about 15 popsicles.

I'm being kicked out.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Wed, 24 Sep 2008 04:36:00 +0000

I'm being kicked out., originally uploaded by burtime.

Well. I don't know what to say. My parents are kicking me out of my own house. I am being sent to a place where there are other kids, infants if you will, that are my height, my age, my general appearance. I would say intelligence, but I highly doubt that. I mean, do those kids know all the letters of the alphabet?

Boy, I sound a little arrogant don't I? I guess it's because I am a little scared to go to this Daycare for the first time. I should have known something was up when Dad made me eggs and panncakecakes for breakfast and then Mom gave me candy shortly thereafter. Or all the hugs and kisses I was receiving. (Actually, they were making me rub noses and give kisses to them) To be honest, I think they were having a hard time with it. My dad was fake crying, which just made me laugh because he looks like such an idiot, and well Mom, she pretty much cries when she sees a car commercial.

So today was my first day there, and I have to admit it was pretty fun. In fact I didn't even notice ma and pa had left. I immediately spotted this fantastic blue plastic thingy over by some kids and knew this was the place for me. Although, I have a feeling these people probably won't let me watch "wolf" or "clifford" or "train" as much as my parents, but that's okay, TV rots the brain.

Training, to beat my competitiion

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Wed, 10 Sep 2008 17:17:00 +0000

Luca-1-2, originally uploaded by burtime.

You know, a few weeks ago I was watching the Olympics, and I realized that I want to be an Olympian, so I thought to myself, how soon should I begin training? I mean the gold medalists start at 1.75 years old, right, so why shouldn't I?

Today is my first day on that path.

Oh, and in case you are wondering, I am training to be a badminton champion, as there is no finer sport!

My First Rodeo

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 21:02:00 +0000

Rodeo-17, originally uploaded by burtime.

So, I went to the Ellensburg Rodeo this last weekend. It was AWESOME! I mean all of the horses and popcorn and ice. Really incredible. I loved watching the big coow's buck the men off.

This picture here makes me want to be a cowboy. Forget what I said about being a singer in my last post. Now, I am really going to be a bull rider!

I am a rockstar.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 04:27:00 +0000

Random-5, originally uploaded by burtime.

Boy, having this black t-shirt has really inspired me. Here I am singing the song "Creep", by Radiohead, which Incidently I remember being born to. Not creep, but Radiohead.

Anyhow, I'm touring all next summer so book your tickets now!

I look good in black.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 15:31:00 +0000

Random-4
Originally uploaded by burtime

I have to thank my Aunt for the new shirt. I never realized how good I look in black. I rather like it. Perhaps I am meant to be a poet.

I also like how the shirt kinda makes fun of Apple, indicating that their devices are kinda like, well, poo.

-Luca

Big Brother is a Great, but Awful tv show.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Sat, 23 Aug 2008 21:14:00 +0000

LucaLovesBigBrother
Originally uploaded by burtime

So, I don't think many of you know this, but I am HUGE fan of Big Brother. CBS has done a fantastic job keeping this series alive. I mean from Big Brother 1 to Big Brother 10, every year the show improves upon itself. What I find most interesting thought is that the people on the show, volunteer to be watched making fools of themselves. I am begging to wonder if they are just picking people out of the LA talent pool, and assigning characters.

Whatever they are doing it is working. Big Brother is by far the best Television series in the history of television. Well almost. I guess I really do like Peter and the Wolf, but that's more a dvd, you tube thing that tv show.

And besides, I didn't get a tattoo of those shows on my chest, like I did for BIG BROTHER! Go CBS!

I love a challenge.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Thu, 21 Aug 2008 06:27:00 +0000

I made a wager with my bear, that I could ride a table without falling off.

I almost did it, until pops took me off. The jerk.

See below.

First I need to check if the money is all there...

Next, I need to pick up my vehicle...

Then I need to put it on the table...

Then I need to fall down, because it was a little heavy and I didn't have solid grip.

Next, I try to put it back on the table, but this time wheels up so it doesn't slip, err roll off.

Once I have it on the table, I must position myself delicately to ensure no rolling happens.

Now that I am on the table, I need to take a little breather. It's hard work.

Okay, here's the big show. Time to mount the vehicle.

As you can see, I did it...Hey what's that behind me...hmm that looks interesting. I think it's popcorn on the ground...

Ha. Ha. You thought I was going to fall off. See how I fooled you. I tricked you into thinking I was going to fall. But I didn't. Because I am coordinated and agile and ah...who are we kidding, my dad saved me. (thanks I guess.)

I love fudgesicles!

noreply@blogger.com (Jared Vallejo) — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 05:33:00 +0000

DSC_0560, originally uploaded by burtime.

So I had my first fudgecicle today.

I totally rocked it!

Long Lost Cousins, but not forgotten.

noreply@blogger.com (The Luca) — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 04:45:00 +0000

My dad hates getting threats from uncle. I also don't like getting guilted into what content I decide to post up here. Take a look below:

Dear Luca,

(Both)We are writing you to take umbrage with your website. According to your website www.theluca.com the only things you have done this summer is to react to stimuli with a programed response, receive a haircut, and fool your parents (we liked that). What we failed to see was any mention of our being there. We so enjoyed our time together, even when you would pull our hair. We knew that eventually we would end up on your website, because we had as much of an impact on your life as you did on ours. (Kayla) I was the first one you hugged after a hair pulling incident, I was so honored. (Jorie) I really enjoyed chasing you around and telling you no all the time. (Both) We guess Luca what we are trying to say is...this is your warning...if you don't post something (must be positive) about our trip out to see you then we will be forced to take action.

Thanks for your attention in this matter,

Love,
Your Cousins

Now, if I must explain myself, then I will. The reason I didn't mention what a wonderful time I had with my cousins, is because I was going to dedicate an entire post to my time with them. Now it looks like I am posting out of guilt, which I am not, but it sure has taken the wow factor away! Ha. Also, I'm fairly sure it was my uncle that wrote that letter, and not my cousins. Anyhow, here are some pictures from their trip up here. I really did have a good time with them. I love playing ring around the roses, ashy, ashy. Also, it' kinda fun being pulled around in a wagon.