Raisin calling

Finding a new writing partner is harder than I thought. No resumes yet. I guess I'll have to stick with mommy, at least for now. To give her credit, she gets me. She understood today when I pointed at the cabinet and said "ney, ney, ney" that I wanted raisins. I've only ever had raisins once before. How she figured it out I don't know, but I'm glad she did.

How dare you ruin the ending! 

Mommy is fired!

I need a new blogging partner. Mommy, apparently, is too busy to help me post as often as I like. This weekend, daddy and me went to the Basketball Hall of Fame. We got awesome videos of me dribbling, passing and even dunking! Have you seen them on my blog? NO! And why? Because mommy is too busy to post them. Daddy also took a video of me on my first big girl swing all by myself (and of me falling off). Have you seen the video on my blog? No! And why? You guessed it, mommy is too "tired" to help me post. She couldn't even manage to post a selfie Sunday!! It's ridiculous! I'm growing up fast here and need a reliable posting partner. So, I'm hiring. Post your resume in the comments if you are interested.

One, ha ha ha

Guess what I learned to do today. I'll give you one guess, two guess, three guess, four guess, five guess. That's right. I can count to five!!!!!

I can count five knives. Not safe. 

Go Go Go Runners!

Mommy and me were cheerleaders today for the Boston Marathon I yelled "weeee" as the bicycle racers went by and "go, go, go" as the runners went by. Some were really fast and others walked and looked super tired. I clapped and cheered them all. A bunch even laughed when they saw me poking my head through the orange barriers. I wanted so much to be running with everyone that I started running on the crowd side of the barriers. At one point, I even threw my pacifier over the barrier and onto the course. If mommy would have let me get it, I planned to start running down the race route. But that mommy, she knows my tricks. Instead, I had to settle for cheering and dancing my feet to the music being played nearby. Maybe I'll run the race next year.

All that cheering is exhausting.

Saturday day date

Dave and I had a day date today. We went to a play. (We are fancy.) It was about a group of friends who went on an adventure all around the world. We sat right next to each other and David even shared his lollipops with me (but don't tell Daddy, he won't let me have them.) After the show, we went running hand in hand down the street giggling. David didn't seemed to mind when I stopped and petted each dog we passed. We also went for ice cream and then to a a toy store that let's you play with stuff. We both tried out scooters. Weeee. I totally want one.

Post show bliss.

Medical overachiever

Latest doc numbers are in. At my 18 month check-up, I'm 33.5 inches tall and 30.5 pounds. Off the charts people, off the charts! I'm also no longer a baby. I got weighed on the big people scale. Pretty cool if you ask me!

Back to leather

We made it back to Boston very late Monday night. Next thing I know, it's morning and we're headed back to daycare. Everyone was so happy to see me. I hugged and kissed (closed mouth) everyone. Oh, and it finally warmed up, so I got to wear my leather jacket. The best assessory for a leather jacket? A zebra of course!