Friday, May 15, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Cheap Entertainment
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Nurse Victoria
As some of you may know, my daddy has not been feeling well lately. He went to the doctor two weeks ago and a whirlwind of tests ensued. After three MRI's and a CT scan, today he went for a spinal tap. Now, he has to lie on his back until tomorrow morning. He is nestled in the guest bedroom, and I am helping take care of him and keeping him company.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Perfect Timing
Mother's Day Swing
We broke in Mommy's new car this weekend with our travels to see family. Our first stop was Houston to see Granny, Granddaddy, Uncle Larry and Aunt Celia. Then we were off to Victoria to visit BaBa. On our way home we stopped to visit our friends, the Autreys/Boones, and got to see baby Carsyn.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
The Things We Do for Our Kids
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
New Doll
I have quite a collection of dolls because they are my absolute, most favorite toy. They are all shapes and sizes, but none of them do anything that I am not responsible for (like putting them in the chair for a tea party). Today; however, I added a new doll to the collection, and she SWIMS - all on her own (well, with the help of three 3A batteries, which Mommy says we will now have to buy in bulk). I am sure she and I will have loads of fun this summer!
Monday, May 4, 2009
Teasing Mommy

People often ask if I am potty-trained yet. Mommy gives them the same answer I give her when she asks me if I want to go on the potty - NO! The other day, Mommy heard my step-stool moving, which rarely means I am putting it in front of the sink to wash my hands (its sole intended purpose). In this case I moved it by the toilet, put my Elmo potty seat on, climbed up and grabbed some toilet paper. Of course, I was fully clothed and there was no real intention of using the toilet, but it appears I have the idea down...
Friday, May 1, 2009
Rubber Ducky
When I was little (hey, it's all relative), I used to take a bath in this blow-up duck. It is the perfect bridge between a baby bath and the big tub - plus when you squeeze the bill, it QUACKS! The other day, I found the duck in the closet and, after trying to blow it up myself, begged Mommy to do it. Since then, I have been dragging it around the house, filling it with miscellaneous items and insisting that it be brought in the tub with me. I no longer fit in the duck, so between the duck, my pool floatie, a tea set, two boats, 54 foam letters, three wind-up butterflies and my princess crown and mirror, there's not much room left in the tub for me.
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