Fall = Fun Colors

I learned something over the past few weeks... when it gets colder outside the world becomes full of fun colors. There are now reds, oranges, yellows, purples, and browns in the trees. Giant orange pumpkins seem to be everywhere you look. Old stalks of corn now form seas of yellow in the farmer's fields. Bright red apples are in the trees and stores (which by the way make for tastier eating experiences than rice cereal!) It is like someone dumped a great big box of crayons all over the place, it is great!

Mom and Dad seem to think that this is a fun time to snap some shots... so here are some of my favorites. Take a look and share this world of color I'm playing in!


Who weighs more: Me or a pumpkin? (The pumpkin wins this round... see yah next year pumpkin for round two!)

Waiting for the Great Pumpkin to visit.

I can see a heck of alot from up here.

Playing in the leaves. You think I can eat these?

All these colors make me tired.

Adventure in Letchworth

Today was a fun day! Aunt Jen, Uncle Mark, Mom, Dad, and I all set out to Letchworth Park to take some engagement pictures for two of my favorite people in the world. We hiked all over the place and I saw all kinds of neat new stuff. I saw water falls! I saw gorges! I saw rail road bridges! I saw old rock walls with vines growing on them! I saw all kinds of places I can play on some day.... (I'm sure Mom & Dad won't worry one bit either!)

All in all, I think Aunt Jen picked a fabulous place for pictures. I'm sworn to secrecy and can't show Aunt Jen's pictures off until she unveils them to the world.... but here are some of the one's with me in them.

Making Moves & Munching Meals

Its been almost a month since I last posted.... so its time for a flurry of posts. If you need something to go with that coffee in the morning, put down your newspaper (its boring anyways... Bass Pro yesterday, no Bass Pro today, Bass Pro tomorrow) and check back in here because I have got a ton of stuff to share with you over the next few days.

Things change fast when you are sub 2 feet so, let me start your reading off right with my two current faves: Moving and Munching.

Move'n & Groove'n

I am now mobile. Let me say that again in big words so you have time to step outta the way...

I AM NOW MOVE'N!

Rolling over from my back to my stomach is so yesterday. You want to know what is really fun? Rolling from my back... to my stomach... to my back... to my stomach... to my back! I realized about a week or so ago, that if you just keep flipping over, you can change the scenery in no time. This is especially handy when I want to grab something just outta reach or if I want to give my parents a scare when I'm no longer where they put me (inject Teagan Screech) SO MUCH FUN!

Munch'n Much Munch

So the doc gave me the go ahead to start eating whatever I want. And let me tell you, it couldn't have come sooner. Mom & Dad have such tasty looking treats all the time that I try to grab them to eat myself. Unfortunately they are still stronger then me so I lose (well most of the time, they suspiciously let me try a lemon wedge the other day and laughed histerically... JERKS!)

Right now they are starting me on something called Rice Cereal, but it'll be Fois Gras glazed with Pinot sauce for me in no time! Here's some pics of my latest culinary adventure:

Here Goes Nothing!

Oh God! This isn't Captain Crunch!

Seriously? I waited 4 months to try this?

Waiter! This is clearly not what I ordered. Please bring me some Filet Mignon!

Best Weekend Ever!

So Mom and Dad tell me things can get even better than this as I get older... but I don't see how. You see, this was by far the best weekend EVER! I'm quite sure after reading the highlights of the weekend you will agree with me.

Hightlight 1: Grandma & Uncle Joe babysat.
While Mommy & Daddy went out for the night, Grandma came by to pay me a visit. Her and Uncle Joe spent the night playing with me in my new bouncer. They sang me songs. We laughed. I cried (occassionally). And in the end I gave them a ton of great new memories with me.

Highlight 1a: I got to play in a bouncer for the first time.
Can you say fun? I think it is spelled B O U N C E R. Yay! Thank you Grandpa Ron for the present!

Highlight 2: I Rolled over for the first time!
Apparently doing a flip from your tummy to your back is the type of acrobatics that will make everyone applaud. I will most certainly try this again but keep in mind, I am not a carnival show..... so don't you get to thinking that I will do these types of things on demand!

Highlight 3: I went to Griffis Sculpture Park
At three months old, it was high time that I got some culture into my blood. Mom & Dad packed me up and took me for a ride down to Ashford to check out the awesome metal sculptures in the Griffis Park. There was some neat stuff there that I intend to climb on someday.

Highlight 3a: I got to ride in the Baby Sling forwards for the first time!
This is by far the way to travel. My past experiences had me flipped the other way where all I could see is Dad's chest. That direction isn't even fair because there was no view, I had to smell cologne all day, and apparently Daddy nipples don't come supplied with instant Teagan snacks so what is the point in him having any? Facing forward is WAY better! I got to look around and now have free reign to move my arms where I want to.... Which brings me to:

Highlight 3b: I found my thumbs!
Having free reign with my arms and nothing better to do, I decided to check out what my thumb tastes like. And let me tell you... it is delicious! Now, I've tried my other fingers before, but by far this is the best one. Binkies beware, your days may be over, thumbs are WAY better.

Highlight 3c: I held my own bottle for the first time!
Now grant you, it was only for about a minute, but holding my own bottle was way cooler than Dad or Mom holding it. Once I get this move mastered, I'll have the say on when and how I eat. That is awesome!

Highlight 4: We went to Dairy Queen
Now this would normally be a treat only for Mom and Dad, but....

Highlight 4a: I got to try my first bit of Ice Cream.
Mom & Dad apparently thought that my great day deserved a reward, so I got a small taste of Mommy's ice cream. It may have only been a taste at the end of Mommy's finger, but I can already tell that I will have a long love affair with this tasty treat.

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So what do you think? Best weekend ever or what?

Things I learned: Month 3

1.) Toes are wonderful things. You know, if you are not careful, you can tickle yourself though... all the people that say that you can't are liars!

2.) Most parties my parents go to are boring. I make sure to start screaming after a half hour or so to ensure that they have a good reason to run away (with their tails between their legs).

3.) I LOVE SLEEPING. I cannot stress this enough. I sleep wonderfully most nights to my parent's delight. A warning to you all though, unless I wake up on my own, do not disturb me or I will show you how well my lungs have developed!

4.) Giggling & smiling get a TON of reaction from people. I think I will tuck this knowledge away and use this to my advantage when I want things in the future.

5.) Crying gets an even BIGGER reaction from people. I will use this to my advantage now!

Sweet Dreams Readers of my tales!
-Teagan

Napping Contest

Well, since mommy gets to stay at home with me, the other furry creatures in the house get to stay out all day as well. This means we all get to compete for her attention until either she or we pass out (frankly, I think we get to do more of the sleeping than she does). In fact, that whole sleeping idea is what brings me to today's article... or shall I say contest. You see, we are so hyper competitive here in the Masterson house, that we couldn't determine who was the best (read cutest) sleeper. I of course think there is no competition here, but the fuzzy 'friends' insisted that they get their fair shot. So here for your viewing pleasure is me snoozing the afternoon away.... and next to me are three animals clearly failing to draw any interest from you. If you feel you must vote, I'm sure you know which number to pick :-).

work! Work! WORK!

Sorry for my absence peeps. Dad apparently thinks working is more important than reaching out to you all... so he packed me up, shipped me to his job, and broke a ton of labor laws. Forced me to run the business from his desk. Forced me to run the business from his lap. Forced me to run the business from his phone. When he was done, he even took a nap while I had to babysit all of the animals in the house. I call Shenanigans!

Don't believe me here is all the evidence:

Gangstas 'R' Us

I's been 'round the Masterson crib long enough to know yous gotsta get yous self some peeps and yahs betta look out 4 yous self. So here is me gang building in the burbs.

First things, yous gotsta get yous self some ink. who betta to get you prison tats on than uncle matt. I visit'd da man in his crib and got his good word and a killer smile to boot.

Next yous got to get u're colors on. Uncle Stevie brought the goods and found me all dressed up in the sign of the jolly roger.

Finally yous gotsta finish the look with a great dome piece. Since i've got no hair as of yet, I figured my good buddy Dominic could show me the ropes with grow'n a killer mohawk. Enjoy the shots peeps!



Uncle Matt school'n me on tats


Uncle Stevie show'n off my threads


Dominic sport'n a proper hawk

Happy Father's Day Daddy!!

Usually I have Daddy help me put all my musings down for posterity, but this time I asked Mommy to help me because this one is dedicated to Daddy. Mommy tells me all the time that one of the best things she ever did (after making me of course) is to marry Daddy and pick him to be my Daddy. Even though I don't know much about this stuff and he is in fact the only Daddy I know, I am inclined to agree. Although it does turn out that Daddy doesn't make me milk, only Mommy does. How do I know this you ask? I got hungry while I was laying on Daddy the other day and attempted to latch onto his nipple, and let me tell you, I was in for a rude surprise! Apparently Daddy was too because he yelped, which Mommy called "gratifying", and then laughed for a long, long time.

But I digress....Even though milk is my most favorite thing ever, I am willing to overlook Daddy's lack of it because he has a lot of other things going for him. For starters, he works very very hard to support me and mommy and to "keep me in diapers" as Mommy says. He is gone at a place called work all day and I miss him a lot, but I am lucky to have a Daddy who takes such good care of us. When he is here, the work doesn't stop because apparently taking care of me all day is hard work and Mommy is pooped, so when he gets here he does diaper duty and helps Mommy give me baths, and plays with me. In fact, Mommy said the first three weeks that I lived here, if it weren't for Daddy, she wouldn't have survived, or at least her sanity wouldn't have. She also says it's good that I am too little to understand what that means.

It turns out that Daddy is also a master swaddler, which is lucky for me because that is the best way to get a good nights sleep. In fact, I credit that with my ability to tuck in for a nice 7 hour stretch, and Mommy apparently likes when I do that also. He also sings me funny songs, and tickles me, and does something he calls "super Teagan" where he swoops me through the air. I love this, and it makes Mommy very nervous which makes me and Daddy love it even more. He also tells me all about the fun things that he will do with me when I get a little bigger. I guess there is this thing called "skiing" that Daddy is into, he claims that he will have me on skis before I am walking. Sounds good to me as long as it means spending time with him. All in all this Daddy guy is pretty amazing, and it looks like I am pretty lucky to have him in my life. Happy Father's Day Daddy! I love you!!
Oh, and in exchange for her help I graciously told Mommy she could say a little something.

Tim- thank you for giving me such a beautiful daughter. You're as great a Dad as you are a husband. Love you :-)

The Teagan Files: Exhibit A "I do Smile!"

Don't believe a word my parents say. This video provides proof that all I do all day is smile and play. Anything they suggest to the contrary is an outright lie! These people are not to be trusted.

Adventure in the Southtowns

Once upon a time, in a quiet little burg of the Queen City, a little Irish firepot named Teagan decided that her family life of dogs and kitties could do with a little excitement. With baby seat in tow and a head dancing with a spirit of adventure, Teagan set off on a parental assisted stroll.


Having heard about the crazy dalliances of her papa, Teagan decided to check out the old stomping grounds of her quickly graying old man. After a car ride of restful bliss, our heroine awoke to the sounds of a baby 6 months her elder. Giggling and smiling, Teagan's new found friend, Anna, spent an afternoon sharing toys, baby stories, and grandpa baby swings with Teagan. The experience left Baby T with a merry glimpse of the grand life in store for her in the upcoming months.


With the sun quickly drifting below the boughs of the trees, Baby T quickly needed to find a soft spot to lay her head. After a quick tour of the arms of all the giants around her, Teagan settled upon one with a nice set of strong cozy arms that could hold her tight while she caught some Z's. She slept so soundly in the arms of her new buddy Mark, Teagans parental units decided this gentle giant would soon be rented every evening to perform similar duties.


Upon arising from her calming slumber, our heroine decided she needed to find a hero to share her tale with. She pulled out her parents little black book and scanned the pages to find a fitting suitor. Reading through facebook profiles and scanning baby pictures, Teagan found just the handsome man to do the job, a cutie named Dominic.


Dominic and Teagan, smiled, cried, and pooped the evening away while their parents traded tales from their shared birthday. Unbeknownst to our hero and heroine who were too busy feeding to notice, these wicked ladies would decide to re-establish betrowthals in the modern world and remove all elements of free will forever more.


The moral of our tale: Telling your parents you need some more excitement in your life can lead them to give you away to the first suitable man they can find!

Fashion show

Today I had pictures taken by Lisa Haney. This is by far the life for me. While daddy takes ok pictures, the level of effort is just not there. Lisa on the other hand is high fashion. I've never tried on so many things in such a short time, and you know what, I was work'n them all. I looked fabulous! An hour with her and I was ready to run the town with Carrie, Miranda, Samantha, and Charlotte.

Once the fashion shots are all off the cutting room floor and fit to print I'll post links. If you talk to my agent (aka mom) I may even be able to get you a super secret login where you can buy all the Teagan wall art your home can hold.

My Favorite Glamor Shot

Day of Many Hurdles

I had many firsts today, some of them fun and some of them not so much. Since the reading skills of my readers are quite varied, I've presented two versions of my day for those of you to enjoy. For you readers out there that prefer your reading material to serve double duty as a doorstop, I have included the novella version. For those of you that can't spell anymore due to T9 and have the attention span of a flea, I have the Twitterific version.

Twtrifc v2.0
1st ER visit -> 1st AAA w8t -> Home.
2nd ER visit -> fire at Hospitl -> Home WO Mommy.
Hot@Home -> Cry Cry Cry -> 1st day alone W Daddy.
Mommy get sonogram -> Mommy get anesthesia -> Mommy get D&C
1st Walmrt trp -> Cry Cry Cry -> Pick up Medicn 4 Mommy.
Stay up All night W daddy -> 1st formula -> Cry Cry Cry

Novella v1.0
Mommy woke up bleeding pretty bad and after calling the doctor, Daddy took Mommy and I to the Emergency Room at Mercy for a checkup. On a side note: The new emergency room at Mercy is pretty impressive! Nice job Mercy Nuns! After getting admitted, the valet informed us our car broke down and was blocking the emergency room entrance, so Daddy had to call AAA while Mommy got checked out my the on duty nurses. The nurses didn't find anything too out of the norm so they sent us home... well sent us to lobby while daddy battled with security who was going to tow the car since AAA showed up and left without looking at the vehicle. Luckily, my cute little mug won the day and the mean security guy relented, and AAA came back for another swing and got us started. So ended my First trip to the ER.

As soon as we got home, mommy started bleeding even faster, so the ob/gyn on call sent us back to Mercy for a sonogram. Daddy, being a smart daddy, decided to take his car instead of the Jeep, also because it is cooler (since it sports a ski rack :-)). While we waited in the ER for Mommy to get checked out, a plethora of alarms and sirens went off to let us know the main building of the hospital was on fire. Fire trucks and emergency vehicles galore came and the buildings all went on lock down. As it turns out, someone decided hospital halls are a good place to light up some Marlboros! I, however, am unfazed by such trivialities and slept the event away in my carrier while mommy worried as mommies all do.

I think the alarms triggered Mommy's defense instinct, so she sent daddy home with me and Grandma came to stay with Mom in the ER. As the sonograms would later show us, I left some of my escape tools in her belly and poor mommy would need an anesthetic nap and a D&C to clear the materials away. Naps are fun though right? It also meant that Dad and I would have an afternoon together at home YAY!

Let me change that to BOO! Nap time meant a surgery for mommy which is not a fun nap. Another big BOO because the hospital was air conditioned and home was not. A hot house combined with having to eat formula for the first time made me a cranky poo! Later on my crankiness continued while daddy had to go to Walmart to pick up medicine for mommy. Yet again my cuteness stole the show though as some lady offered dad her two older kids in exchange for me. I've thus learned that if you are beautiful, you can act up and still get what you want :-).

Mommy was pretty tired when Grandma brought her home, so she went to sleep for the night while dad and I stayed up for some late night tv. Lucky for him, there was a marathon session of Men in Black on the tube (or infomercials). By morning mom and I were both well rested and doing well... and daddy well he could recite MIB by heart, what a cool talent!

Over all quite the challenging day, but it all turned out alright. I'm glad mom is ok and dad, well quoting MIB is the least of that man's issues.

A Quick Photo Update

At least for the time being, the kitten has given up the USB cable so I thought I'd share these shots from a few days ago.


Passed out next to Dad


Uncle Dave comes for a visit

Things I learned: Week 1

I've learned quite a bit over the past week and thought I'd share a few of the highlights for you:

1.) If anyone tries to take off your clothes, scream like bloody hell. (Dad is so proud)

2.) There is nothing like a snack at midnight, breakfast at 1AM, a light meal at 3AM, and bunch of snacks between 4-6 and a nice filling dinner at 8am. They say splitting up a few large meals into several smaller meals during the day night is the key to a trim waist line. I've checked this one off on week 1!

3.) My uncle Dave is pretty fun! I'll post a pick of his visit once I find out where Finnegan the cat hid the USB cable for the camera.

4.) I'm pretty sure my furry friends Greer and Stowe do not know what to make of me. Wait till they see what tricks I have in store for them in the future (pulled ears, frayed tails... I'm going to have so much fun terrorizing them.) Call it revenge for constantly wanting to sniff and lick me all over HOW RUDE!

5.) Sleeping on mom or dad's belly is just about the most comfortable way to sleep in the world. Pretty sure if they let me, i could sleep there all day.

At Midnight the Monster Comes

Some of you out there may think you know my parents Tim & Andrea. I certainly look a bit like both of them, but I'm here to tell you sadly they are not my parents. My true parents are a wolf and a truffle pig. Don't think so? I may be cute and cuddly during the day, but at night my true heritage shows through. Once the moon is in the sky, I like to howl as loud as I can until food is brought to me by my servants 'Mom & Dad'. And once food is near let me tell you... I snort and sniff and scrunch up my face like my truffle pig brethern. You'll never see me act this way when the sun is out, because i've quickly learned that the cuter I look, the more presents and affection I get. I save my true form for the twilight hours where I exert my true power over the parental units who are helpless under my grasp. Some day I may get to meet my true parents but for now I've got myself one hell of a great setup going.

Party in Room 4036

We are partying it up in room 4036! There are balloons, flowers, stuffed bears, and all kinds of Grandpa spoilage. Though I think my parents are getting tired and are about to crash the party, I can guarantee everyone that there will be an after party at 11PM, 2AM, 5AM, and 8AM because... well I'm a party machine and can't get enough. If you can get by all the post visiting hours security guards (i like to call them party poopers) and can make it past the maternity nurses (i like to call them the pooper scoopers), feel free to stop by at any of the above parties. I'm sure Andrea and Tim (alias Mom & Dad) would not mind at all. :-)

Some shots from tonite's party:

Grandpa Gary thinks its funny to show off my bald head. I'm counting hairs pal and I might have more than you!


Aspiring Tonite Show Host... I have Grandpa Gary in stitches


Uncle Dan telling me some good stories about how i'll be golfing soon

Popparazzi!?

Who knew my escape would bring so many people hoping to snap a candid shot. It seems wherever I go, someone jumps out with a fancy shmancy camera they probably snapped up from Best Buy for Christmas and left on the shelf to collect dust. I can't get time with any of my Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents, or immediate family without someone thinking they are gonna land the next ET cover. 8 hours out of my old home and I already need a vacation.

Some evidence from the "photojournalists":

The Champion of my Escape


Grandpa Ron searching for a smile


Grandma caught me sticking my tongue at the photographer


Aunt Jenny saying hi before her trip


The journalistas think getting me in their own shot will make them famous

Free as a bird

My escape was a rousing success! At 1:17pm, all 8lbs 9oz of me was able to squeeze it's way out of the tunnel I had so carefully mapped out. Lucky I'm not claustrophobic though.... That tunnel just barely fit my cute little butt! One thing's for certain though, I am totally looking forward to the bath and massage coming my way.

I'm moving out!

My landlord has failed to upgrade my residence despite my angered protests and repeated poundings on the floor. I am leaving these cramped dwellings and venturing out to find a new abode. I am NOT going to leave notice and I don't care about my security deposit! In fact the next time I meet this ghetto fab slum lord I plan on screaming in her face.