Greetings fans of this blog. Although it was mostly written by a baby, with a few of them written by his father, I (the father) have decided to assemble a book project from all these wonderful pieces. I will be creating an anthology of all the blogs published here, plus some deeper wisdom if I can find some, and collect it all into an ebook and hardcover edition. The working title is The Private Diary of An American Baby. Look for it in the fall of 2017.
In the meantime, Bodhi will keep posting his own work, including podcasts. I hope you enjoy them.
This past Friday, I made history. I rode the Metro line in Santa Monica on its opening day. I’ve been waiting patiently for it to be built, personally encouraging progress by screaming “train tracks!” every time my parents drove over the train tracks during construction. I would always ask them when we would take the train to downtown LA. We will soon, but Friday we took it two stops to a place with art galleries called Bergamont Station.
It was fun. Everyone should ride trains. Here’s a video about it that I narrated.
This is Bodhi, writing a blog. I have been away from this for a while, but I’ve been busy working on the events of my third year, and coming up fast on my fourth birthday. These are the things that I like to do now.
I like to kiss and hug mom. I like to play. I like to build. I like to build everything in the whole wide world. Right now I am working on a train for making the Tartar sauce. This morning I made a Tartar sauce making machine. That machine put the Tartar sauce into the pipes and then right into people’s mouths. I like eating Tartar sauce with fish.
I like to play with dogs. I like to play with cats. I like to see pictures on coasters. I like to set out coasters like I’m doing right now, to look at. I like to make a design like I’m doing.
I like orange juice. We will make some fresh-squeezed orange juice today. I am going to make some pictures for this blog now and my daddy is going to scan them in so you can see them.
Below, you will see Fig 1. This is an image of a horse that I did in school. My teacher, Natalie, drew the grass.
This is a picture of a train that I drew with my dad’s help. I told him that if you take an 8 and turn it on its side, it turns into infinity. I am interested in numbers.