Me and Mr. Ouch

I have been taking many diggers lately because I have so much energy and prefer running to walking. I also enjoy toting a rickety stool around my apartment so that I can stand on it and reach so many more things than I can at my actual height. Mom forgets how good I am at finding hidden things (like bribery candy, digital cameras, cell phones, etc). When I am climbing, I often hit things with my head, like tables, chairs, counter tops, and that is when Mr. Ouch comes in handy. He is a very cold guy who soothes my pain when applied to my boo boos. We try to have daily bonding time when I am at home with him (he can't go to far from the fridge or else he loses his magical powers).

By the way- can you dig my fufferfly shirt?

Songs for Ice Cream Trucks

This is a picture of me at my first album release party. The album (title above) is by Michael Hearst and it features songs that he would prefer hearing over the Mr. Frosty truck loudspeakers than what they typically play while cruising around town. It has some really great tunes and I am so happy that my mom is cool enough to take me to a party like that. Holly and Sarah went to the bash also and the four of us had a blast. I found a red chair just my size that I pushed around for most of the performance, when I wasn't mesmerized by the music and instruments of course. My favorite song is #2 Where Do Ice Cream Trucks Go in the Winter? It features bells which are currently my favorite instrument. I even think that I might be on Saturday's Today show 6/1 on NBC (they were there filming and I made sure to get into a lot of the footage).
Update- Checkout my cameo appearance... Songs For Ice Cream Trucks Footage

In the Park With Mimi and Mom (and Pops)

Mimi and Pops came for a visit and all they wanted to do was walk through Central Park. One day Pops took me 4x4ing on my trike, which was pretty adventurous. It doesn't have a seat belt, so I was holding onto the handlebars for dear life as Pops was rolling me down huge boulders in the Ramble. The next day we went to the zoo and Mimi and Pops got me in big trouble because they let me in the rabbit area of the petting zoo, which actually wasn't the petting zoo part. I was making friends with the rabbits when the zoo ranger came along and freaked out. She almost had to call in special forces to get me out of the cage, but luckily I ran to the edge so that dad could pull me out before the power rangers could get their paws on me. What a day. It was much more relaxing when Mimi and Pops left- I started taking naps again.

The Fashionista

I know that this picture isn't very clear- mom's camera is on the fritz- but I couldn't resist posting it because I look so fabulous in these shoes. Unfortunately it will be years before I can borrow them from my mother. Oh well, at least I know what I have to look forward to.

I'm a Good Girl

Now that I am 2 I have made some changes in my life. I used to hit to get what I want, but now I use kisses instead. Before my birthday I talked in gibberish, but now I enunciate so that my parents can understand me. It helps get things done faster. I also have given up my crib because it feels like a prison. My mattress is now on the floor and I am a free woman; I can get in and out of it whenever I want. Don't worry though, because I am still the same old me, just a new updated version. Like today I drew all over my doll with a beautiful pink pen. The color was so nice that I drew all over myself too. Then I showed my mom and said "Uh-Oh". Some things never change.

I'm 2!

I just turned two and I sure have grown a lot of hair in the past year. I finally look like a girl. My birthday day began with a whopper of a present- a really cool trike from my parents. Don't I look like a bad ass in the picture below? Just imagine what I would look like on a Harley- pretty intimidating, huh? Well after a long ride in Central Park I came home and refused to take a nap. I really think that I'm too old for my crib and detest to sleep in it. I now call the couch my bed. This is why I look so fatigued in the picture above. Blowing out a candle is just too much running on empty.
Me and my newest mode of transportation. I think I might get a leather jacket that says "Sassy Cassy"...
Here are my pals helping me celebrate my birthday. I would say that they are my closest buds. We have our own little gang going on and it is really fun to be a part of. We have a secret language that our parents can't quite understand and we are very peaceful- always giving each other a lot of hugs and kisses. It is easy to feel the love when we're around.

Holiday Babies in NYC

This is me and Spencer lounging in NYC. We were both born on a holiday- Independence Days to be exact: Cinco de Mayo and the Fourth of July respectively. If you do the math you will figure out that it is my second birthday next week! But let's talk about the terrace a little more, it is my new favorite thing. I am going to ask for one for my birthday- how great would it be to have my own little personal outdoor play area in the city? Really special I think. Yesterday I learned all about the terrace because I hung out on one with my parent's friends and I was such a good girl! It was especially fun because of baby Spencer- I was able to give him lots of hugs and kisses and nice pats. It was also nice because there were a lot of yummy things to eat and I stuffed my face with bananas, berries and apples. MMM.

Surprise Visit

On Easter Day we had a surprise visit from the Easter Bunny! I was scared at first, but after I made the bunny's acquaintance, I couldn't get enough of the guy. The bunny hid plastic eggs all over the garden and they had yummy chocolate eggs inside- I must have eaten 20 of them and my mom started getting upset, so I had to start eating them surreptitiously. They were so good that I would drool every time, so she knew when I had another one. Uh oh...
I was sad when the bunny disappeared to take a break, but it was a bit confusing when, during one of these breaks, I found the rabbit head in the front room and brought it out to the kitchen and rolled around with it. I didn't understand where the bunny's body went.

Happy Easter

I finally have my bunny ears! The easter bunny also brought me a basket as big as I am. Wow, what a day. I've been doing a couple of practice egg hunts in the past couple of days, so I'm hoping that I'm up to the task today. I want to find them all! HAPPY EASTER!

My First Professional Haircut

Mimi and Mom took me to the Panda Room where I had my first official haircut. Mom had done some evening out, but this was really the first "style" because I actually had enough hair to do something with. I have to say that the lady did a very nice job, because now it sits just so, and it has a cute curl in the back. I didn't think I could be cuter than I already was, but I am!

Sleeping in a Shopping Cart

After a long flight from Dallas to San Francisco I was all tuckered out and couldn't stay awake. My mom decided to try a "No Drug" flight, meaning no Benedryl or other cough syrups, and boy was she sorry. I was a little monkey on the plane and I did not want to sit in my car seat. I am going through a throwing phase and everything mom gave to me to eat and play with I threw at other passengers. The flight couldn't end soon enough. Of course I fell asleep as the flight was landing. Then I was woken up, saw Mimi, collected luggage, strapped in the car and carried off to the market. After the long car ride I was out cold. Mom decided to bring me into the store and prop me up with Mimi's purse. They had an easy time shopping with me being such an angel and all.

Don't Mess With Texas

Last week my mom and I visited Texas to see her best friend from college and her family. She has two little boys and they are both very cute (my mom's opinion). I myself have a big crush on Sean, the little one, because he is such a nice little baby. I often gave him loving pats and hugs and kisses and sang songs to him. I couldn't give him enough attention. Michael, the bigger brother, and I didn't get along as amicably. He pretty much just ignored me unless I touched his trucks. We had some nice moments, but for the most part he was a bit possessive of his trucks. Lucky for me that he had so many trucks that he couldn't keep tabs on all of them, so I just played with the ones he wasn't watching at the time. If he chased after me and didn't want me to play with his things, then I would just pull his pacie (pacifier) out of his mouth and get a rise from him. You can see from the picture that he's being a bit obtuse- he doesn't want to sit on the couch with me and the baby because he's afraid of cooties.

Sometime in March

Less than a week after the 70 degree weather (and my blowout) it snowed. Go figure. So I dressed up in my faux fur and set out for the hills of Central Park for my first sledding expedition. It was a borrowed sled from the kind neighbor upstairs. At first I didn't really know what was going on- dad was at the top of the hill and mom was waiting at the bottom. After the initial push I was a bit disoriented, but then I realized that it was just like a slide and I didn't want to stop. So we sledded for awhile and I had a great day.

Crazy Girl on a Horse

This is me at the park getting wild. I like to play on all the toys here, but I have to say that this horse is probably my favorite. It is about 70 degrees out today and I just went out to breakfast with my mom and Holly for popovers and salmon. Holly ordered the salmon, but I ate half of it (as is my habit). No we are at the park where I get to run around and have my fun with the big and small kids. Unbeknownst to me, I am about to have a very major blowout (in the pants kind) and I will have to go home and immediately be placed in the shower where mom hoses me off because it is EVERYWHERE. I have a sneaking suspicion the smoked salmon has a little to do with it, as well as the previous weekend's illness that I am recovering from.

Dolly Loving

I really love my Dolly- almost as much as my Bee (blankie). I take her for long walks in the stroller. I also feed her milk, clip her nails, lather her with lotion (or balmex or vaseline- whichever I can get my hands on), and most recently I livened up her face with some temporary tattooage. She still loves me no matter what I do. Isn't she the cutest?

Bridezilla

There are so many great dress up things at my home. Like a closet full of my mom's shoes, and purses, and scarves. I found this item in one of the closets and couldn't resist putting it on and running around our apartment. I think that I will make a beautiful bride.

I Ate Amy's Breakfast

Last weekend I went to breakfast with my mommies college friends at a diner on the East Side. I was on my best behavior except for I did spill a large glass of orange juice. I had my own uncomfortable seat- one of those hard wooden highchairs, but quickly had myself reseated on Amy Lynn's lap. It turned out that I was lucky because she ordered a spinach omelet, which I ate more than half of, not including her toast, which I also wolfed down. Amy is about six months pregnant, so I am surprised that she didn't have more of an appetite. She let me touch her baby belly too.

Eliora's Birthday

I went to one of my best friend's birthdays in February. She is really fun and we love to play and gossip together, and give each other lots of hugs of course. We used to be in the same class at Montessori, but then Eliora was moved up and Caleb became my best bud.


Here's a picture of Caleb and me. We have a great deal of fun together. I run around everywhere and he follows, usually because I've taken something that is his....like his cereal. He's a lot of fun to play with because he's not afraid to do anything.

Brushin My Tee

Normally I hate brushing my tee, usually to the point where mom has to wrestle me to the floor to get the job done, that is until today when I received my new extra soft brush. The brush is so soft that I refuse to put it down. I have been massaging my tee with it all morning and getting ALL of the grime off of them. I now love brushing my tee, and never want to give up the toothbrush.

The Godfather

I went to New Jersey for lunch with my Godfather this weekend. I haven't seen him for months, maybe even a year, and he was calling himself a "deadbeat dad". I don't really know what that is, but maybe it has something to do with me being scared of him when I first saw him. I had a pretty tasty lunch of chicken and fries, and then I had a great time running around making cute faces at the other patrons. I also received a couple of late Christmas gifts from my Godfather. For some reason he celebrates Christmas in February, I didn't want to say anything, but somebody should really set the guy straight. He gave me a book (which I love) and Uniqua, a cute little purple doll that sings lullabies to me. I guess my Godfather is pretty cool.