The chain gang returns

We finally got to go outside today. I was so excited to be back on the chain gang that I couldn't stop saying and waving "hi" to everything we passed. I said "hi hi hi" to people, to cars, to trees, to steps, to buildings, and even just to the air. It was contagious (that means it caught on and spread). All my friends started doing it too. The people we passed sure thought it was funny to hear so many little voices saying "hi."

Kiss and tattle

I was feeling extra loving today. I gave all my friends and teachers lots and lots of hugs and kisses. When I wasn't busy kissing, I was tattling. Whenever anyone did something wrong today, like not putting a toy away, I made sure everyone knew. Once I started tattling, I noticed no one really wanted my hugs and kisses anymore. That's OK. I'll just kiss myself in the mirror instead.

Who loves me? I do!

Selfie Sunday 71

This is how I like to roll, literally!

Nothing like chilling with your feet up.

Chicken draw

I had my first chicken fight tonight. It was me and daddy versus Maya and Eric. I didn't realize you are supposed to attack the other person sitting on the shoulders. I just kept clawing at daddy. I think it was a draw (that means no one won) because daddy kept screaming, "Ouch, you're drawing blood."



Just a bunch of us chickens having fun.

I'm so high, hehehe!

Hoarders anonymous

I'm Lexi and I'm a hoarder. I used to be a drooler, now I hoard. I can rarely be seen walking without a blanket or book or stuffed animal or toy nuzzled into the space between my chest and my arm. I'm so good at it that I can stash things in my hoarding space and still be able to fully use my hands. I know it isn't the worst thing to be, and it's a lot cleaner than being a drooler, but being a hoarder can't be good if everyone is always telling you to put things back.

Sometimes I put my stuff in
a bag for safe keeping
and drag the bag around. 

Your tribe is showing

If it wasn't already official that I'm a member of the tribe, it is now. I got my first taste of hummus tonight and it was yummmmy! I couldn't stop dipping pita and licking my fingers. And, apparently, well at least according to mommy, I have these things called peyos (it means sidecurls) growing from my head. I guess I can't really complain. Peyos do seem to be better than jair, another type of Jewish hair that many people complain about on the web. Who am I kidding, any hair would be awesome!

Where have you been hiding this stuff and why?

Party of three

I was so excited to see mommy when she came home (and not just because I was hungry). I hugged her, looked at her, hugged her, looked at her and hugged her again. I like it much better when we are a party of three.