Shrinking away

Help! My ice creams keep shrinking. Last week I got a big cup. Today, I got this really small cup. What's going on?

 

Oh yeah, that's good stuff.

Really, there is no more?

Can I have some more?

Selfie Sunday 80

Everything looks like a
strawberry in these. He he he. 

Hi Hi-d

I'm so excited aunt Heidi, uncle Justin and cousins Mya and Lauren are coming to visit today. I can't wait to show them all my shoes. I might even show off my belly button. He he he. I've been working on saying their names all week. Mommy is a drill sargent (that means very demanding) when it comes to names.

Mommy, where they are?

I think I see them!

We read, we eat, we play. Cousins are the best!

Reading time. Mya, you're silly.

I love my aunt Heidi!

Calling your name

One of my favorite things to do is to call people's names and when I get their attention, run away. I'll say mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy. Once she say, "Yes Lexi," I smirk and then run away. It's fun doing it with Poppy too. I'll say Poppy, Poppy, Poppy and mommy will call him up on Skype. I'll see him, smirk and then run away from the phone. At school I call Rori, Rori, Rori, Rori. It's such a fun game!

Softball coaster

Mommy and daddy had their first softball game today. It was an emotional roller coaster. I laughed (at the other team's doggie when it licked my face), I whined (when I wasn't allowed to swing the metal bat around), I cheered (when daddy made it on base), I yelled (when I wasn't allowed to take the field with the rest of the team), and I even cried (when I saw some swings nearby that I wasn't allowed to go on because it was the middle of the game). I guess it was fun, I just hope this doesn't become a regular thing. It's exhausting being a spectator (that means a watcher).

So much fun in the park with Julia.
We are ladies who love to swing.

The Galfunts came to visit today, but no boys
allowed in this photo.

What a drag

Mommy and daddy got me this new seat, but they keep leaving it in the bathroom. I'm not sure why. I need the seat in the living room where I watch TV and read. For the last few days, I just keep dragging it from the bathroom into the living room. Silly mommy and daddy. Just leave it there already.

This chair sure is comfy.

Junk grabs

Lately, after I poop, I've been letting everyone know by grabbing my diaper and saying "I poop. I poop." Mommy says I'll be a great marketer. I don't know about that. What I do know is once I say it I get changed pretty quickly, which I like. Sometimes, it's fun to trick everyone. Like this morning, I grabbed my diaper and yelled "I poop. I poop." Mommy went to change me and ... fake out. There was nothing there. He he he he.