Suffer the Little Children to Come Unto Me

Mark 10:13- 16 (King James Version) - "13And they brought young children to him, that he should touch them: and his disciples rebuked those that brought them. 14But when Jesus saw it, he was much displeased and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God. 15Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein. 16And he took them up in his arms, put his hands upon them, and blessed them."

Dear God,

I'm sooooo sorry I've been away from the blog for so long. Between daycare and learning how to master the Nintendo Wii, I haven't had much time to update everyone on how life has been as a two year old. I've heard people say that being two is "terrible", but I think it's been the best year of my life. No more poopy diapers. I get to eat chocolate and ice cream a lot more. And no more crib. I can get out of my bed whenever I want. Anyway, Daddy says that now that JBU's basketball season is almost over, he'll help me keep everyone updated on my life in Arkansas more often. So I hope everyone is looking forward to more updates. In Jesus' name I pray. AAAMEN.

13 feet to the bottom - don't look down.

Today was the first time I got to jump off a diving board. I was kind of scared at first, but mommy and daddy did it so I had to do it. Mommy is way better at diving that daddy is. Mommy looked graceful when she did it, and let's just say daddy didn't. It was really fun. Mommy and daddy said we are going to have to make it a Sunday event. I'm looking forward to it.

Sammie Two Year Old Pics

And the Show Went On!!!

Daddy is nuts!!! That's all I have to say about this one!

It's A Hard Knock Life

Man guys summer is almost gone. Can you believe it? Pretty soon my days of playing golf and hanging out at the pool will be over. But that just means that Christmas is right around the corner. I can't wait for all the goodies that come along with Christmas and the SNOWWW! Well a few more days and mommy goes back to work, which means no more getting out of daycare early for me. Oh well, all good things must come to an end.

Junkanoo Rush

Today Daddy decided to help me get culturized to Junkanoo. For all my non-Bahamian viewers out there, it's a Bahamian Christmas and New Year's party where people dress in costumes and dance to the beat of goat skin drums, cowbells, trumpets, and whistles. Daddy and mommy and grammie and granddaddy went to the New Year's parade when mommywas between 4-5 months pregnant with me. I can still remember hearing the music and feeling the vibrations from the drums and trumpets. It was great. Anyway, daddy and I couldn't find goat skin drums or cowbells so we had to improvise. I love this stuff. 242 all the way.

It's Pool Time

Hey guys,

Ever since I got back from Nassau, I've been in love with the water. Unfortunately, we don't have any beaches up here so I have to just make due with the pool. What a tough life. Me and daddy go to the pool almost everyday. I used to be scared to get my face wet, but now I realize it's so much fun to put my head under water. Everything looks so neat down there. I like when daddy puts those weird looking glasses on and goes underneath the water with me. He looks goofy in those things. He said that one day I'll get to wear them too. I hope they have something else invented by then though. Anyway, daddy even lets me jump in, but I have to have my floaties on. The other day I decided NOT to heed his fatherly advice and jump in without my floaties. Guess what - I did not float. I was able to stay on the top by kicking my feet, but I got tired after a while and started to go down. Daddy quickly came to my rescue though. He's the man. Anyway, by next summer I hope I won't need those floaties anymore. Maybe then daddy will let me do a front flip off his shoulders. Oh one more thing, I got rid of my "BABY" (the pacifer) this week. Mommy was out of town at a conference so daddy decided it was time for me to put away childish things and man up. So when daddy put me down for my night time siesta, he told me that I was a big boy and didn't need BABY anymore. It was tough I tell ya - TUFF. But after a little "sole" searching (kicking my crib) I survived and finally fell asleep. I knew I could do it. Well, take care guys. It's mommy's time to put me down tonight. Maybe I can sucker her into giving me BABY. hehehe.