Early to Rise

5am
Wide awake
New day
Ready
Mom asleep
Pull her hair
Grunt
Dad asleep
Squeeze nose
Rolls over
Play with blinds
Raised by mom
Morning traffic
School busses
Cars
Trucks
Pressed face
Funny cold
Parents rise
Grumbling
Good morning

Star Dust

For Christmas my Grandmother Karen bought me a Shining Star Cream Bear, which allowed me to choose the name of a star.

So I now have a star, specifically Ursa Major 8h 50m 12.18s 58 7' 59.10", named after me. And although my Dad is a bit skeptical about the validity of an International Star Registry, Mom says that we can visit it if we are ever in the neighborhood.

Magic Fingers

I believe that I have found how to work everything in the universe. The trick was simple and right in front of me the whole time. It was so obvious that I missed it for the last 10 months of my life. But finally, I have reached an understanding and now know how to use the available tool whenever I need something accomplished.

In the spirit of advancing intellectual ability, I will now share with you the exact way to operate any piece of machinery, how to identify any form of matter, or summon any food stuff known to man. The, dare I say, trick is to simply grab someone else’s finger and have them do the work. For instance, to get the piano to play or the water in the sink to turn on, just grab a nearby finger and touch that finger to the said item. Immediately, stuff starts to happen. It is as if the finger knows through decades of experience exactly how to operate whatever it is that it is touched to.

So if you find yourself confronted with an obstacle that is unbeknownst to you, just reach for the nearest available finger and have it work its magic for you.

Some Kids

Some kids don’t like baths
Some kids don’t like maths
Some kids don’t like clothes
It’s something they oppose

Some kids don’t like peas
Some kids don’t like bees
Some kids don’t like fruit
It’s not something they refute

Some kids don’t like sneezing
Some kids don’t like teasing
Some kids don’t like veggies
It makes them very edgy

But I am a different kind of kid
One who rarely flips my lid
Worthy of the tallest tales
Unless you try to cut my nails

My Current Library

Over the last several weeks I’ve received a bunch of inquiries as to what I would like for Christmas. When this happens, I point people to the Link list on the lower left hand side of SebastianHamilton.com where My Toy and Book Wish List! resides.

Once there, you’ll notice that most of what I want is books. While looking through my pictures over the last several months, you may also have noticed that I am pictured with a lot of different books. True, I grab for a book to chew on before any of my other toys and true, I have a good library of books already, but I live with a group of veracious readers and am expected to keep up. Not a day goes by where I’m not read several books off of my bookshelf. With that in mind, I’ve decided to put up a list of what books I already have. I’m hoping that this will help those of you who see a book that you think that it would be perfect for me, but aren’t sure if I already own it. So without further adieu, here is My Library. That link is also now at the bottom of my Link section (lower left hand side) on this very page and links directly to my profile at LibraryThing.com. I will keep the list updated as much as possible and extend my warmest thanks to everyone who has already contributed.

I Think I'm Quite Ready for Another Adventure

My parents continuously remind me to experience as much of the world as I can. With that thought in mind, I touched down in Puerto Rico today and will be here through Sunday. It is my second trip to the Caribbean and my sixth plane ride of my life thus far. Last week I was in Atlanta, GA and the week before that I was in Holden Beach, NC. I find traveling to be enjoyable, both the trip and the destination itself, and hope to keep up this frequency for years to come.

Dada

Over the last several weeks I’ve been trying out new sounds. One of my first was “dada,” which, to my surprise, excited my father a great deal. When I first said it, standing in my crib and making direct eye contact with him so to show him that I was indeed expanding my vocal prowess, he returned a great big smile and immediately called for my mother. When she entered the room, I gathered up my voice once again, looked her square in the face, and said “dada.” She smiled, in what I can only assume is approval, and looked at my father. Then, probably being a bit brash, I looked at my giraffe Nelson and said “dada.” As he is a stuffed animal, this elicited no response. My mother thought this was hilarious while my father just rolled his eyes.

Now I’m not quite sure what this meant to all of them, but to me it’s my first steps to being able to speak directly the people around me in a way in which everyone can understand and take pride in.