Waiting for wings up

We're at the airport waiting to go visit Nana and Poppy. There is so much room here. I've been walking up and down, up and down, up and down the aisle. So fun! All the people waiting keep giggling at me, which makes me giggle right back.

11 down, 1 to go

Can you believe my first birthday is exactly a month away?! All my other friends at daycare are already one so they told me what to expect—parties, presents and cake. I've never had cake before. I hear it is delicious, even better than rice and beans! And parties, who doesn't love a party?! I wonder what type of presents I'll get. Maybe I'll get lots of new plastic containers. I love playing with plastic containers. First I take them out of the kitchen cabinet, then I put them back in, then I take them out again, and put them back in. It's so fun. I'm bouncing on my butt just thinking about it.

Feet first

I scared the poop out of mommy and daddy today. (He he he -- I just learned this phrase.) I woke up pretty early and didn't want to stay in my crib. After I whinned enough, Mommy let me come into the big bed that she and daddy sleep in. At one point I woke up and realized I was alone in the bed. I wondered where mommy and daddy went. Instead of just crying, which usually makes them show up, I decided to climb over this mountain of pillows that I think was supposed to stop me and make my way off the really high bed and crawl to find everyone. Mommy and daddy were so shocked that I was able to get off the bed without hurting myself. Usually I like to try to head dive off the bed because I know they will catch me. When I was alone, somehow I  remembered, feet first!

Bringing Lexi back

It's been a rough couple of days. I must have a new tooth coming in or something, but my mouth keeps hurting, I can't sleep, and I get really sad whenever mommy leaves a room, even for just a minute. I hate being so whiny. I haven't even wanted to blog lately or take photos, which isn't like me. I can't wait until I feel back to my old self.

We had another apple picking adventure on Saturday,
this time with mommy and my besties!

Even though I was a little grumpy, I held it together for at
least one photo...even if Charlie and Molly weren't looking.

Elvis spotting

I got a lot of compliments on my new (to me) jacket today. All the teachers were calling me miss fancy pants and giggling at me. Daddy said I looked like a baby Elvis. I don't know about that, but I played along and told him, thank you, thank you very much. (He he he)

No more *

Today it clicked. I figured out the walking thing. Instead of falling on my butt after three steps, I can get up to 12 in a row. It won't be long before I'm ready to run. One of my favorite new things to do is walk around the kitchen opening up cabinets. I really like the cabinet with the trash can. It reminders me of my toy holder since its filled with all different fun looking things. Too bad they always smell bad and I'm always being told to get out of there. I also think it is so funny to pull the drawers open and then stand underneath them and I love looking at my reflection in the dishwasher.

Buy Mortimer, buy

I like to keep up on the stock market by tearing through Barron's every Saturday. It really does comes in handy. We went out for lunch with mommy's friends Rosemary and Jim yesterday and they asked me what I think is going to happen to the stock market on Monday. Since I did my reading, I was able to say "hi." You heard it here. Better get investing.

Daddy, I took your newspaper again.