Beating the heat in Lima

Now, I know that it has been awhile since all of you, my dedicated fans, have heard from me. But to be fair, it has been way too hot here in Lima to write. So at the risk of being insensitive to those of you who have suffered through the worst that winter has to throw at you - especially Tio Eddie and Tia Stacy up in Rochester, NY - I have decided to put together a short photo essay about the ways that I have been coping with the Limeno summer.

First and foremost in any plan to keep cool is to rent a beach house and spend at least a month just chillin'. Here are a couple photos of me enjoying the pool overlooking Bujama Beach, one with my Tio Nilo and another with Mama.


















The second step is to eat ice cream...lots of it.







Of course, Daddy has a difficult time keeping his face clean. And he really hates it when I make fun of him. But hey, isn't imitation the ultimate form of flattery?

















If there is no pool or beach to be found nearby, the next best thing to do is either fill up the kitchen sink and splash around gleefully or take a bubble bath (no that is not product placement, though Johnson and Johnson should put some money in my college fund for pushing its wares).


















And when all else fails, your best bet is to run around half-naked....or heck, completely naked.

To all the girls I've loved before...

Hi everyone! I bet that you are surprised to hear from me so soon. But the spirit of Valentine's day moves within me, compelling me to send a special message to all the special ladies in my life.

Now, in addition to the lovely ladies already mentioned in the post regarding my trip to the Motherland (http://mrsqueakers.blogspot.com/2007/09/usa-update-part-ii.html), I would like to give a shout out to some of the ladies I have met here in Peru.


First and foremost there is my very favorite girlfriend, Rory. Living three blocks away, she is the consummate girl "almost" next door. I can't remember a time when she wasn't in my life...we go way back, having met when I was only one day ole. I've included a picture of her stealing a kiss, something she does quite often. Can you believe that her dad, also pictured here, lets her get away with it! I'm very glad that the Peruvian authorities prohibit foreigners from bringing shot guns with them.



By the way, her mom is pretty hot as well. Here is a picture of Beth and I out to lunch way back in my 7th month. Can anyone say Mrs. Robinson?

Next up is my girl Naomi. Fortunately she and Rory are friends, so I get to see both of them quite frequently. Unfortunately, she is only here for another 4.5 months, so I'm trying to see has much of her as I can, when she isn't busy jetsetting around Peru. I've included a picture of her...trying to steal a kiss. Is anyone beginning to notice a pattern here? Now her mom, Lori, is a tall drink of water. But unfortunately, I don't have any picture of her and I...something that we are going to have to remedy.


Then we have sweet Lillian. Now, the first few times that I walked into the room, she would scream as if the Beatles or Elvis had just walked into the room. Now, I know that I am good-looking and thoroughly irresistible but I do try to maintain a low profile.


And did I mention that her mom, Lis, is quite the looker as well. Here we are, celebrating her birthday. She swore me to secrecy, though, so I can't tell you how old she is. Let's just say that she is still super young.


I usually like to stick to girls my own age, but this next lady is someone very special. She makes me laugh. And she deserves special mention since she just went through 9.5 months and 5.5 hours of effort to bring me a new friend, Issac, who is just a little over 3 weeks old but I can't wait to teach him all my tricks for wooing the ladies. But back to Linsey: here we are getting cozy just before she left in December. I've missed her so and am looking forward to her return in just a few short weeks.


And last but not least, is my number one girl....mama. She's the best!









All you ladies who I haven't mentioned yet, don't fret. I've run out of time because I have to go program the t.v. so that my parents can watch Lost and then have to pack for my big trip to Arequipa tomorrow. But some near future post will be dedicated to the rest of you...you know who you are.


In closing, I have included a recent and super cute photo of me.

Thinking of you all on this very special day.

XOXO,

Baby Sebastian

These boots were made for walkin'

Ok, Ok- so they aren't exactly boots but a pair of very stylish Robeez, Monkey Feet to be exact. I am happy to report that on Christmas Eve I started taking my first steps and haven't stopped since. And while my gait is still similar to that of a drunken sailor, running is no doubt just around the corner....much to my parent's chagrin.

For your viewing pleasure, I have included a very cute video (ok, 2 videos) of me being...well, very cute.



So watch out, because one of these days these Robeez are gonna walk all over you.

XOXO,

Sebastian



P.S. - Na na na

My birthday - belated

Hi all,

Now, I don't want you to think this post title means my parents forgot my birthday because they didn't. Heck, I know you all celebrated my Bday in your own special ways. What is belated is only this update. One of many belated updates I need to post.

Anyway, here in Peru we celebrated in style, with lots of amigos and their parents over to my casa for a rocking party. Unfortunately, my parents nixed the idea of vodka-infused cake. What can I say, they are super square. This photo here is a small slice of my guests, all roaming and playing and having a merry time. Really, December 27 is truly a day for celebration.

But wait, there's more (and I am not talking about a second set of steak knives, free... though you can help yourselves to my parents' set if you really want some). Most importantly, there's me doing my happy dance while the gang sang Happy Birthday. Now, just because I hadn't had a birthday before doesn't mean I didn't know the song. I am a very popular guest at toddler birthdays, I'll have you know.

Now, the cake was pretty good. It was a carrot cake and both sweet, yummy, and comparatively healthy. However, I need to tell you about a much more important, and tasty, discovery. They're called "cookies". Specifically, "chocolate chip cookies". Now that may be a silly name, and definitely way too long. But, you can call them whatever you want so long as I can have an endless supply of them. I demand these treats on a regular basis. Again, let me state that these things are awesome and you should definitely try them. You won't be disappointed.

Anyway, more photos and cute dialogue. Here's what every parent wants -- a cute photo with their child on their birthday. I've got a big smile b/c I am still thinking about those cookies.

Meanwhile, every child wants a super cool trike on their birthday! Thanks Abuelitos Pablo and Olga!

Well, thanks for checking in! My birthday was awesome. Best one I've had so far. Of course, it woulda been better had all my friends from around the globe been able to join me. Maybe next year. For now, I say ADIOS. And, please, do not forget to try cookies. They are really, really good!



XOXO,

The 1 year old Sea Bass

July update?!

Hola amigos,

Now, you may be thinking… has Baby Sebastian found the fountain of youth? This photo makes him look so young. I thought he was older. Well, first let me thank you for the compliment. I know I have beautifully soft and supple skin, with no wrinkles or smile lines to speak of. How do I do it, you ask? I stick to a daily regimen of Aveeno baby moisturizer mixed with copious amounts of rice cereal, baby yoghurt, blended sweet potato, carrots, apples and pears all spread over my face at meal time. It really does the trick.

However, in this case, I am also including photos from waaaay back in July, during my 7th month. You see, I have been remiss in updating this blog, so I need to inform you of significant past events. Anyway, back in July, Tio Luis and Tia Renata (these are actual family members now, not that my other “tios” aren’t close to my heart too) came to Lima to meet me. (There's the three of us there on the right.) And who wouldn’t want to do that? Anyway, we had a great time, telling stories, drinking ‘til dawn, carousing, and generally having a good time while Mommy and Daddy slept.

They came to visit from Brazil, so you can imagine their surprise when they realized I didn’t wear speedo diapers. But we are more modest here in Peru. But I look forward to streaking down Corcovado beach some day soon.

This is me with Tio Luis sharing a moment. I was reading his palm - yes, I have many talents. Turns out his younger brother will actually get even better looking with age. Don't know exactly why that info was hidden in his palm though...

This is a lovely photo of me with Daddy and Tio Luis. (What you can’t see is the plate I am levitating with my mind.) It really is amazing they are brothers, considering how much better looking Daddy is. Oh well, at least he found Tia Renata. Otherwise, he would probably be living under a bridge somewhere eating billy goats.

Here’s me with Tia Renata. I do believe we make a cute couple. She’s just a little too tall for me. Gotta keep eating those blended carrots and sweet potatoes…

This is when I had to teach Tio Luis a lesson about respecting my authority. I can’t quite remember what he said, but I assumed it was a smart-ass remark and promptly decided to tackle him. This shot captures the event perfectly… his surprise at how quickly I leapt from my chair and dropped the hammer right on his head. I hit him with such force that his chair tipped over and it took my parents and a couple of wait staff to pull me off him as I pounded him with my tiny fists. That’s how I remember it, anyway. We’re good friends now, though.

How did this get in here?! Damn paparazzi won’t leave me alone – I can’t even eat a meal in peace. Now I know exactly how Brad Pitt feels, except that I’m better looking.

Honestly, I’m gonna have to talk to my crack team of lawyers. This is just a massive invasion of privacy.

Missing: Super Cute Baby

Hey all,

Now I know I shouldn't be laughing about this, because Mommy and Daddy were quite scared... but I hid so well that they couldn't find me anywhere. I tried to contain my laughter, but failed miserably... much like Abuelito Pablo fails to drink just one Jack Daniels. Anyway, once I started seeing my face on milk cartons here (ultrapasteurized by the way... the stuff lasts years, and tastes like liquid cardboard), I felt bad and came out of hiding.

I think a future as a superspy awaits...

XOXO,
Baby S

And the number one reason that it is good not to be French....

...is that I get to do this....

And for all of you concerned readers, don't worry, this bidet has NEVER, EVER been used in its official capacity.

It also attracts some of the local fauna, as shown in the following video.

Until next time,

Baby Sebastian