Hi, my name is Erica and I am a…

polkaholic.  I can’t help it.  It started when I was in 4th grade (wow, I really do sound like an addict!) and my mother made me a dress with pink polka dots.  Nothing in life has compared to that dress.

After pimping the blog last night I realized it looked a lot like my other blog—both now have polka dot backgrounds.  I can’t help it—I LOVE polka dots.  Spud should just be thankful I haven’t been able to find any boy or gender neutral polka dot clothes or he would also be sportin’ some dots.  I did crop his little butt out of the picture.  Didn’t want this haunting him later.  I do have a bad habit of sticking random letters or numbers to him.  During meal time I will stick the number ‘1’ to his forehead.  He looks so cute!

Yeah, the Spud lives in a gated community.  Oma bought this for him last week when she was visiting.  It helps me out since I can put him in here and know that he is safe.  She thought he looked more like an inmate—with the bars and stripes and all.  All he needs now is a tin can to drag across the bars.