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Koopaboo! (translated: peekaboo!) I'm back!

Well, June has come and gone. A lot happened. Grandma Carolyn and Aunt Ashley visited which was nice... I lived with John in a sublet in Oakland for a whole week! WOW! We went to Santa Cruz (twice!) and went on all the rides at the boardwalk... Went to the ocean... Visited Bakersfield on Fourth of July and went swimming a bunch of times with my mom and Mike and Christy... It was like vacation, but with insane stress lurking in the background from the project that shall remain nameless.

The aforementioned project has made me a boring nail-biting wreck, so I don't really have much to say, other than Ivo is growing like a weed, turned two years old, had a great birthday party with a pinata and friends, and is turning into quite a character. He knows how to tell a secret, how to rhyme, he has this crazy language that no one understands, and will sing-song phrases like "No ne nah nono" or "chappy kappy" or some other weird-o thing that he probably learned from the space aliens before he was born. It's pretty awesome. He wants to do everything himself (no big surprise there), and talks to John and I using puppet hands. My right hand is "Mr. John Hand" and my left hand is "Mr. Mommy Hand" and his hands are "Vicki" and "Avery". They all jump together and take naps and eat lunch. It breaks my heart that John isn't here, and Ivo talks to his daddy on the phone or as "Mr. John Hand" (and he prefers John's "John Hand" to mine), but again, blame the anonymous project.

All right, enough bitching. Here's Ivo on a fire engine straight out of a John Waters film.