Like father, like daughter.

'Nuff said.

From parties to pigtails.

My goodness, it's been a long time since I posted! Two weeks ago, we went to visit Grandpa and Grandma Parr to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. Aunt Dede made a sumptuous dinner, and I played with my cousins Emily, Lauren and Ellie. It was great!


Next came Halloween. I wore the costume Grammy Bern gave me. Mommy called me her "little honey".



Now we're up to the present. My hair is now long enough to wear in pigtails. Aren't they cute?


Of course, pigtails do make for some interesting "morning hair".

Adorable defiance.

The 'rents have been reading that toddlers are highly "contra-suggestive." Ya got that right.

Ooh La La

I am now fully recovered from my viral adventure. Soon after I got better, the 'rents dropped me off at Aunt Cathy and Uncle Steve's house, then flew to France. Yes, France, as in Europe. They had been planning this trip for some time with Grandma and Grandpa Parr, but were prepared to scrap it if I didn't recover. Luckily for everyone, I rallied and have been doing great. I had a wonderful time with my aunt and uncle, as well as Grammy and Papa Bern who came all the way up from New Rochelle just to visit me!

But the upshot is... my Mommy and Daddy went to France, and all I got was an umbrella, a music box, a coloring book, a half-dozen French-language children's books, some markers, two pairs of gloves, a Marie Antoinette doll and a lousy T-shirt.

What a week.

It's been quite the wild ride.

You can read all about it here.

Pollack? Or Picasso?

I got hold of a ballpoint pen last week and decorated the kitchen door. Mommy and Daddy must have been impressed with my handiwork, because a few days later, they bought me some sophisticated art supplies. Here I am rendering my next masterpiece. I call it, "Still Life With Diaper."

Punk Rocker Toddler.

Mommy and Daddy were laughing over my new hairstyle tonight.
What's a "Mohawk"?