Wake-up call

Daddy made the mistake of handing me his cell phone to distract me while he was changing my diaper. Big mistake. I proceeded to punch numbers randomly and ended up calling Grammy, Aunt Cathy and my babysitter, Darle, at 6:00 in the morning. I also may have inadvertently placed a couple of calls to Antarctica, or New Zealand -- Daddy won't know 'til he gets the bill!

Something to talk about.

I'm now consistently calling Mommy "Mama", and Daddy "Dada", and Felice "Kitty".

I can also utter reasonable approximations of apple, water, hi, flower, mail and ball.

And although I haven't said so yet, I totally understand what hair, nose, hands, juice, sippy, book, bath, hat, coat, apple, shoes, socks, fingers and toes are.

Wait 'til Mommy and Daddy find out I also know what #*%&^@**! means! Won't they be surprised!

Gobble!

Grandma and Grandpa Parr visited for a few days to help us celebrate "Thanksgiving"... a wonderful holiday that involves mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, cranberry relish, stuffing, rolls, gravy, apple pie, pickles, olives and, oh yes, turkey. I ate a little bit of everything and am still bursting at the seams!

I read books with Grandpa...

...and showed Grandma my favorite toy.

A grand time was had by all!

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.