Bring on 2016

Happy New Year!!! We celebrated by going to two parties today and in just two hours it will be 2016. Here are my resolutions for next year: Use the potty more, and not just to sit, but to really poop; eat less paint; grow tall enough to pedal my bike by myself; and learn to like characters in costume. See you in the new year :)

Screaming art

Today we went painting. I made three magnets. One was Minnie, one was Mickey and an octopus. We were having a great time until daddy yelled at me not to eat the paint. It was so loud I got startled and started crying. Then I didn't want to paint anymore. A few hours later, I'm not over it. I keep saying, "daddy yelled." I may never forget this. On the plus side, daddy helped paint the rest of my magnets and they look great on our fridge.

Happy painter.

Stand back and watch how this is done.

Cheese yourself!

 

Cousin photo!

Cousin time

I love when Mya-Lauren visits. We get to hold hands and run down the street. We go to the park and play on all the swings and slides. I get to sit next to them at meals and they show me videos on their iPad. Oh--and they bring me toys!!! They got me the best train set and a Stuffy doll that sings! I hope they can stay forever.

It's great having two cousins. One for each hand.

All this excitement makes me tired.

Pedal (almost) pusher

I'm getting so close to being tall enough to ride my bike. My feet reach the pedals, but not enough to push them all the way around. I still like going on the bike and scooting around using my feet. Mommy says I look like Fred Flinstone when I do that. (I looked him up. I don't think it is a good thing.) As long as mommy lets me go fast down hills on my bike, she can call me whatever she wants.

Down the hill I go. Weeee!

Cat rescue fail

I played fireman today with David. We drove all over town. We were going to save some cats from trees, like the fireman on Curious George, but David was driving really fast and he didn't like to stop. I kept saying, "David, meow," but he just kept driving. I sure hope those cats got home.

Did you see that cat? It was this big!

Clean up in booth 18

Eating spaghetti is the best...but it is slow. I can get the spaghetti on my spoon, but by the time I get the spoon to my mouth, half of the spaghetti is on my shirt or the floor. That must be why the restaurant gives such big bowls of spaghetti. When taming (that means to control) the slippery stuff gets too tough, I just use my hands. It is much better.

Tree time

I only thought trees were outdoors, but my friends Vivianna and Lucia have a tree in their house. Today they let me help them decorate it. We put on bears and balls and a monster and red beads and this silver shiny stuff. It was so fun. Did you know baby brothers go on top of the tree? It's true, that's what they did with their baby brother, Gabriel. Well, they didn't leave him up there long, because he was crying. He gets sad. I kept asking why is the baby sad, but no one knew. I think he was sad he couldn't help decorate. It's OK. Don't be sad Gabriel.

Look what we made.

Cover your eyes

Whenever I hear loud noises, I cover my eyes. It makes the loud noises go away. Daddy says I should cover my ears, not by eyes. Why would I do that? Then I wouldn't be able to hear that the noises have gone away. Silly daddy!

Did you hear that?

Present etiquette lesson

It's Hanukkah--Yay!!! I get presents and we light candles and sing songs. Whenever I see candles I sing happy birthday mommy. (He he he). But Hanukkah is different than birthdays because you don't get to blow the candles out. And, we don't have any cake. But there are lots of presents. I'm careful opening each one. You should always say "ohh, ahh" as you open a gift, even if you don't want it. That's just being polite (that means nice). When you don't want something, you just give it back and say, "Lexi no want this. Nother one." It works everytime.

Happy Hanukkah everyone!

Lighting the first candle. 

Ohhh, ahhh. It's Doc McStuffins!

Book licker

I'm a big reader. (I can also be a big book ripper, but shhh, don't tell mommy that. It makes her mad.) I find the better a book tastes, the better it reads. How do I know how book's taste? I lick my finger after every page. My favorite is the Mickey book. It tastes like cheese.

This one tastes like banas.