Rachael's Tribute to Pepere

Today was the running of the Preakness again. My Pepere used to go every year and win big money on the races, okay, not big money...alright, he went to the races every year. So Daddy and I have taken up a tradition of planting some of Pepere's favorite trees on every Preakness in his memory.

Me and Daddy at the tree

We name the tree after the winner of the race, and this year, a girl named Rachael won the Preakness...so we're naming the tree "Rachael Weeping Cherry". I know, it sounds weird, but really, who names trees anyway? So we name it whatever we want, cause the name isn't any weirder than naming it at all...

I got dirty too!

This year, Uncle Andy and Kaycee helped us plant the tree...okay, Uncle Andy did most of the work, but only because Daddy took so long trying to decide what tree to get, and then where to put it. By the time we got around to planting it, post time was about to start...

Uncle Andy and Kaycee

Uncle Andy hard at work

Me toooooo!

"Hey Remi, I don't think you're supposed to be doing that."

Hi Pepere. We're thinking about you. Daddy always tells me stories about how great you were... I love you.

Take 2

Daddy was dreading taking me to get a haircut...he said I'm too wild to sit still, but mostly he's a little gun shy with the barber because of the last haircut fiasco.

before

It was fun though...they played good music, and daddy was taking a bunch of pictures, plus he bribed me by telling me we were gonna go to the playground if I was a good boy.

during

Doesn't he know I'm always a good boy?

after

Aw poop, I got the Croup

Buggy.

On the morning Daddy and I were supposed to fly out of CA back to Maryland, I could barely breathe, and my temperature shot up to 104.3. So Alka and Daddy bundled me up and dashed to the hospital.

The doc said I had Croup, which makes it hard to breathe and gives me a funny cough. It was no fun. They kept sticking me with things, and putting things over my mouth, and giving me medicine and making me feel worse.

I just wanted to sleep, and they kept waking me up too. What a drag.
We never did make our airplane, until 2 days later. Fun.

Croup!

Croupier!