Sunday, May 31, 2015

Suspicious fish

The man on the train seems suspicious. I'm going to keep an eye on him. See something, say something. 

Headed to see fishes downtown. 

Friday, May 29, 2015

Cutting back

Mommy says I need to cut back on screen time (that means I can’t blog as often). I know it is sad, but no matter how much I love blogging, I love Curious George and Elmo more. I promise I'll still share my adventures, it just won't be as often.

Monday, May 25, 2015

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?

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Saturday, May 23, 2015

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!

Thursday, May 21, 2015

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!

Sunday, May 17, 2015

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.