Slashy-poo...

That's not his name of course.  His given name is Slash but I've taken to calling him Slashypoo.  "Why?" you might be asking yourself.  Um... because he really is that cute.  Crazy, I know.  Two days after we first brought the lizard home I told Chris we might have to return him since I wasn't feeling the love.  "Just give it time." he said.  And whaddya know?  Chris was right.

Sometimes if he's being extra cute I even throw in another "poo" for the mega title of Slashy-poo-poo!  Gag me with a spoon, right?  Ha ha... remember when we all used to say that?!  Those were the days.

Anyway, here are a bunch of pictures of us with Slash.  (James is anti-camera lately which is why it's hard to get him in them!)

Pete wearing a lizard shirt
his friend Sawyer gave him.

We all love watching Slash eat
his crickets.  This butterfly net
has proven to be the perfect spot for doing so
because no one can escape, thank God!

Sometimes we take Slash
outside so he can sunbathe.
True story.

The boys love to let him "hang" on them!

More kisses (ick)

More hanging

Oooh.  Watch out.  Look at him with
that popped collar and those kissy lips!

Back to "Baby Pete"

Don't mind the green gun--
he and his buddies were mid-battle--
but here is James holding Slash.

Yup!  You guessed it...

This is when I call him Slashy-poo-poo!
I mean, how cute are his little fingers holding on to me?!
And I keep kidding with the boys that I'm
going to paint his itty bitty nails pink.  

Otherwise known as.... SMASH!

Slash used to open his mouth really wide when we'd try to get him out of his tank... almost like he was hissing us away.  Ha ha.  Thankfully he's stopped doing that now and seems to be enjoying all the love he's getting!

Okay.  That may be a stretch.  Slash appears to be tolerating all the love.  It's a start.  ;)