Counting Down

Friends I am counting the days until all my family comes to visit me. Nannie says I should be counting down until Santa comes. Need I remind her of my distaste for that man? Tonight I bounced out some of my energy while Daddy made dinner and the dogs played with Mommy. Please excuse my very sloppy hair. It was a long day.

Love, V

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Even though the sky is gray and the weather is blustery, I'm having a very nice Sunday. I got up early and had a little breakfast before we went to run errands. Here's some video of me playing around in my highchair. It was still very early so the light's not very good in the video.


For brunch Mommy, Daddy and I went to Engine 11. It's a new bar owned by my friend Millie's Daddy. It was their first brunch ever and we were so proud to be their first customers. Mommy and Daddy let me eat some big people toast. I loved it! I had my first big person food on Saturday. It was pita bread and it took me a while to get the hang of mushing it with my gums.

Nothing could compare with our great morning so I decided to be fussy for the rest of the day. Come on admit it; you have those days too when you just want to be cranky!

Love, V

Stranger Danger!

Friends I met this very strange man yesterday. I don't mean to be harsh but he was fat and his hair was gray. He didn't have very good taste in clothes either; he was wearing all red. For some reason Mommy decided I should take some pictures with him. Usually I love an adoring crowd... but I didn't trust this guy. I put on my serious face to let him know I wasn't having any of his shenanigans. Mommy sat next to me and made sure that strange man didn't steal me. Oh Mr. Claus I have my eye on you! My friend Millie went to see the strange man too. She's much nicer than I am and smiled for him the whole time. I am posting some video of this man so you can stop him if you ever see him trying to play with my friend Millie again! I was so jealous I even tried to swat the camera away from getting pictures of it.

Love, V

TGIF

Here's a little video of me taken just moments ago. I hope it jump starts your day! Love, V

Community Cutie

Friends I tried a new food on Wednesday. It was applesauce and surprisingly I liked it. Maybe I'm getting over my hatred of fruit. Now if I can just master meat and chunks, I'll be in business. This picture has nothing to do with food, it's just a picture of me playing my piano.

I've figured out how to throw a ball instead of just drop it. Daddy bought me some plastic baseballs and I can throw them across the room. Watch out Braves, here I come.

Last night Mommy, Daddy and I went to our first neighborhood crime watch meeting. It was so great to meet everyone in the sudivision. Daddy signed up to be a block captain so we are going to be community crusaders. Maybe I can even do patrols in my stroller.

There are so many great movies out there, but they are just too scary for us babies.
So I thought, maybe I could remake a classic so that it's nice enough for babies. Here is my B (for baby) version of Jaws. Tell me if you like it.


Love, V

Mr. Independent

As every day goes by, I am learning to do more and more on my own. Last night I set out to show Mommy just how independent I am. She sat me in my crib while she ran my bath water. When she came back I surprised her and pulled myself to standing with the crib rail. I had been standing in my crib but had never tried to pull myself up. Thank goodness she had the camera in her pocket or she wouldn't have been able to get this picture. Please excuse the sweet potato smeared on my face... after all it was before my bath.

I am also trying my hand at French. Impossible you say... but last night all I kept saying was bebe. I mean clearly I know I'm a baby. I already know how to say Dada and Mama. I like to keep Mommy and Daddy guessing by sometimes calling them Mama and Dada and sometimes calling the dogs Mama and Dada. I know the difference but I'm just testing them. Mommy rewarded my linguistics by letting me wear a new pair of dino pjs.

I am such a big boy that I decided I would put myself to bed last night. Mommy was getting ready to give me a bottle and sing me a song when the dogs started barking. Mommy put down the bottle to go check on them and while she was gone I decided to pick it up, feed myself and fall asleep. Mommy thinks it's because I'm such a big boy I can put myself to bed. I don't have the heart to tell her it's because I just don't want to hear any more of her singing. She's not American Idol worthy.

Love, V

Trying to be Good

Friends I am in a rough spot right now. I want to be good because I know Santa is watching, but that lady the tooth fairy is playing games with my mouth. I don't have any teeth yet, but my gums sure hurt. Every once in a while I just have to howl and whine to let everyone in a three block area know that I am not happy.

I have doubled my crawling speed, but I can't even run away from this tooth pain. I have now figured out how to crawl down the hallway after Mommy if she walks away. One of these days I'm going to catch her. At school I chase my teachers around all day. I crawl fast and nap hard.

Mommy and Daddy keep trying to introduce new foods and I make sure to let them know I am not having any of it. I love my veggies but so far I am boycotting baby meat, pasta and fruit. The only fruit that doesn't make me scream in horror is bananas. I tried oatmeal for the first time on Sunday. It's o.k., but nothing to write home about.

Love, V