Sunday, September 13, 2015

Selfie Sunday 100

It's my 100th selfie Sunday. Yay! I celebrated with a swing today. Weeeeee!

Disclaimer: This isn't a real selfie.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Weather prophet

I bought rain boots a few days ago and today it rained for the first time in a really long time. I wonder if I buy snow boots tomorrow if it will snow in a few days. That would be so much fun. I just better not get work boots. I don't want to have to go to work. Mommy and daddy make it sound really bad.


Have you seen any puddles?

Monday, September 7, 2015

Apples and pellets

We went to the apple store today. The store has apples and  pigs and rabbits and goats and sheep. I don't know why the animals live near the apple store if they don't eat apples. The animals eat pellets that come from a machine with a fun knob. Do you know who doesn't eat pellets? Lexi doesn't eat pellets. I did try, but mommy said no. Good thing I really like apples.

Yes, I'll take two apples thank you.
Why would I say cheese, this is an apple.

Saturday, September 5, 2015

Bursted bubble

We went on a Bubble Run today. The bubbles were SO big they covered me all up. I got bubbles in my shorts and shoes and hair and eyes. It was NOT fun at all. The bad bubbles even got me dirty, not clean. Lexi no like!


Pre-race; Bubble run headband, monster and race face on.
 
Get these bubbles off me!

Sunday, August 30, 2015

Mini dog walker

My cousin's Mya and Lauren have a dog named Peanut. When I visited this weekend I got to walk it and chase it and pet it and hit it on the head with toys. He he he. The doggy didn't like being hit on the head. The doggy also didn't like being poked in the eyes or nose. Now that I think about it, Peanut is fussy. What Peanut did like to do was be walked. I held on to the leash real tight. Peanut only got away a few times. That's pretty good for my first time doggy walking, right?

This is Peanut's friend, Duke.
I'm a good dog walker. 

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

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.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

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?