News Flash! There is band of brigands breaking into houses in Bel Air and the surrounding hillside neighborhoods, and robbing them of their fancy cars by thwarting the alarm systems, the channel 4 nightly news reported on Monday night.

Now, throughout time, the local news has always gone out and found some person “on the scene.” Usually, these people are missing their front teeth or pieces of their hair, or more fascinating, they don’t speak in the language currently being broadcast. The guy they found to comment on this particular event was a true neighborhood crime fighter. Bel Air Resident, Gabe Polsky. He informed us that “…people around here have money ya’ know, and they have nice things uh… (hurriedly) or so these people THINK (*in case the thieves are watching*) …”I am not worried. I bought a couple of tazers uhh… and uhh… I have a machete, ya know, in my place, so uhh…. they come in, ya know, the guy is gonna be injured…” Ah.

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I should probably write in this journal more often. How can I expect to welcome visitors if I have said nothing new? I have discovered, that I have nothing to talk about, except of course That Baby. 24/7 That Baby. But That Baby is only funny if you can actually see all of the wonderful, hysterical, amazing and goofy things he is constantly doing.

Today he shut his bedroom door (a relatively new discovery) and yelled until I came and opened it (he can’t quite work the knob yet). And when I would start to open the door he would run away from the door and then when it opened, run out at me and hug my knees and then stick his head between my calves, giggling, of course, and then fall down. No, not really entertaining to the average journal voyeur, but really funny if you were the one opening the door.

Sometimes, when I won’t let him do something (like get into the trash), or eat something nasty (like something he has rescued from the trash) he will throw these tantrums. They usually include That Baby screaming really loud until he vibrates and turns red, followed by That Baby throwing his own body to the ground - face first and continuing with said screaming. Sometimes, for extra entertainment, he will hit himself or pull his own hair, and then glare at me as if to say “See what you made me do???” Ahhh… That Baby. Grin.