Yeah! They say it's my birthday!
In preparation for the big day I got my third haircut.
Too bad they can't trim down my comically
oversized ears.
Too bad they can't trim down my comically
oversized ears.
My regular barber skipped town so I had to go to this
fancy new place where they let you sit in a car.
We had a lovely picnic in Dolores Park and I
wandered through the Daliesque landscapes.
I enjoyed playing the drums a lot more than when
my daddy gave me the bumps.
Here I am waiting for my celebration guests to arrive.
Sadly my Madrina and favorite Tia couldn't make it.
Get well soon Carlina.
My abuelos made it though.
Ruby made it all the way from Sacramento.
No one told me it was a "stripes" theme.
Yeah! Only seventeen more years to go and I'm
out of the house!
Lemonpops did his own take on the Korean Rice Ceremony.
I got to pick my future career from a pen (writer), paint
(painter), modeling clay (sculptor), film (photographer),
capo (musician) and ink (cartoonist). I selected the clay
first but I enjoyed putting all the objects in my mouth.
Thank you everyone for all the brilliant cards and
messages I received from around the world.
Finally the best part! Mamajulia made the most
awesome cake.
Yum! I hope I don't have to wait another year
to eat one of those.