Translation please

Pizza is becoming one of my favorite foods. I like pizza so much that I've been practicing my Italian accent. I ask for ahh paci and ahh pasta and ahh pizza. Sometimes I talk to my toys in Italian too. I say, "Ahh monkey, sleepy? Ahh Oscar, hungry? Ahh monster, scary?" They never seem to respond. I guess they don't speak Italian.

Sleeping with my plush posse.

Party hardy planner

I went to my first birthday party today for a school friend, Lindsay. It was AWESOME! We played with sparkle glue, markers and dollies. And we went jumping on the couch and swimming in Lindsay's pool and had pizza and ice cream cake. I was having such a great time I even happily put on a party hat while we sang happy birthday. (Mommy didn't take any photos, so you'll just have to believe me.) I can't wait for my birthday. It's coming up really, really soon. What type of party should I have? A ball pit party? A petting animals party? A trampoline party? Or maybe a riding seahorses party? Which one would you come to?

If I had a seahorse riding party, would you come?

Selfie Sunday 96

A little shopping, and a clean up on aisle 4, this Sunday.

What do you mean you are out of monkeys?

No tails

Mommy keeps trying to put my hair up in tails. I don't like it. I'm going to keep pulling the tails out. Tails are for animals. Plus, I'm stubborn. Hehehe. I just used the Sesame Street word of the day. :)

Hey, what are these tails doing here?

I think I got it. I think I got it.

Out, out you tail.

Flying ball pits

I went to a birthday party yesterday and discovered the best toy in the whole world--a ball pit!!! I want one, I want one, I want one! Do you think I can get mommy and daddy to get one in our house? To make room, we can get rid of the couch or my crib. We don't need those. We NEED a ball pit.

Wheeeee. Throw me again, daddy.

It feels gushy and I love it!

Sesame Street Found

I figured out how to get to Sesame Street. You just use the talking map thing on the phone. I'll warn you though, Sesame Street isn't exactly like it is on TV. All the monsters are so much bigger and scarier in person. Mommy and daddy thought it was so funny to see me freak out when they brought me near Elmo and his friends. When I freak out, my whole body shakes. I don't like it at all. Other than that, I had SOOO much fun going on rides with my friend David, getting my face painted, dancing to music, watching the shows and hording (that means hiding) many, many Big Bird dolls in the bottom of my stroller at Mr. Hooper's store. Daddy caught me and made me put them all back. Stealing (that means taking without paying) is bad. We made it fun by putting them back Count style. I squished 9 (ha, ha, ha) birds in my stroller basket.

Me and David going for a ride on the carousel.

Me getting a monkey, although it ended up
looking more like a weird bear.

Protect me daddy. He thinks I'm a cookie!

Why is Elmo small on TV and giant in person?

Tired turtle

On weekends, we go out for the day and get home really late. Usually we walk in the house and I head to the couch and try to get mommy and daddy to let me watch Elmo, Mouse or Gabba Gabba. But on days like today when I'm really tired, I lie down the first place I can. Yeah, the floor is a little hard, but it will do.

One really tired turtle collapses upon entry.