Splish, Splash

One of my favorite times is bath time. I love the warm water, and I even love getting water poured over my face. Mom always sings, "Splish, Splash, I was taking a bath..."; she is so silly, but I love it. I am starting to get the hang of kicking, but sometimes I kick so hard that I slide down into my little bathtub. Mom has to be on guard to grab me as soon as I start slipping down. Rumor has it that mom and I are taking a water class in April so that I am ready for something called the pool this summer; all I know is that it has a ton of water, and I get to wear a bathing suit; I'm in! Anyways, back to bath time, mom turned bath time into a photo shoot the other day. She can turn any event into a photo shoot; it is a bit ridiculous, but I guess she can't resist because I am just too cute. I tried to ignore her. My orange bath monkey is way more entertaining. I tried to get him into my mouth, like I do with everything now, but don't you just know it, he is connected to the dang tub. Bath time is really fun, and I even like getting out and wrapping up in my towel, at least for a few minutes. After a few minutes, I get a little grumpy, and I hate getting my clothes put on. I am just so famished after kicking in the bath tub that I don't have time to waste putting on clothes. I just want to eat after my bath, which is pretty much my sentiment after anything I do! What can I say; I know what I want, when I want it, and I better get whatever it is. It is not called stubbornness; it is called determination, delegation, and persistence, which are all qualities that I am honing for when I run my own million dollar company.

I feel yucky!

This weekend was not very fun! I started feeling yucky on Saturday night. My nose is all stuffed up; I'm running a fever, and I keep coughing; mom stayed awake almost all night on Saturday with her ear to the monitor because she was worried about me. Of course, the first time that I sick is on the weekend, and my doctor's office isn't open on Sunday, so mom and dad called the on-call nurse Sunday morning, and she told them to take me to the Pediatric Urgent Care Center (she also told them to take my temperature in a not so pleasant place, but I am trying to permanently block that out). I thought that they were being a little dramatic, as did the doctor who chalked it up to being first-time parents, but I guess my vote doesn't count. We got there before it opened so that we would be the first in line - I don't want to hang around with sick people any longer than necessary - but there was already a line of like 7 or 8 families waiting outside. Apparently, the urgent care center is the place to be on Sunday mornings. It wasn't actually that bad. There was this big fish tank with all kinds of swimming creatures; I told them that I like water too, bath water that is. The fishes didn't seem to care. All of the nurses loved me; can you blame them? Mom knew the doctor - leave it to her to know the horrible guy who pokes and prods me. I decided not to give him a smile; even though, he tried really hard to get one out of me. He pretty much told mom and dad to just watch me because there is nothing they can do at this point. Can you believe that? They are just going to leave me feeling miserable and do nothing about it, the nerve! I am, however, going to milk this thing as long as possible. Mom rocked me to sleep yesterday, which she never does, and every time I even whimper, mom or dad pick me up and cuddle me. Maybe this sick business is not so bad, except that I can't breath out of my little nose, and sneezing gets old after awhile. However, I know mom and dad can't wait until I feel better because I must admit that I am a bit grumpier than usual. Can you blame me?

On happier note, the world becomes more and more amusing everyday. I have decided that I really like this whole smiling deal. Here are some of the things that make me smile: funny faces ala mom and dad; people sticking their tongues out at me; my friends, fish and octopus, who hang out above me on my play mat; the bears who stare down at me when I am in my bassinet; some of my favorite shows, like "Baby Einsteins", "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse", and "Go, Diego, Go"; mom's horrible singing; my own reflection - I must say that I am hilarious, yet the funniest of all is still getting my diaper changed - suckers! I continue to only give everyone a taste of my laugh; I'll save the big laugh for something worthy. Until then, here is a big smile to brighten your week.

Excited to be a Part of History

Mom was very excited about something called the Presidential Inauguration that took place yesterday. I slept through the entire beginning, but I decided to wake up just in time to hear what our new President had to say. It is pretty exciting that I was born just in time to be a part of this historical event. His speech was pretty interesting, and I think that he will be good for the future; however, I think that Winnie the Pooh is much more inspiring, and I would have rather watched his show and "Go, Diego, Go" during my afternoon bottle. Mom had the inauguration on almost all day, and I tried to pay attention, but it got really boring, and I was upset about missing all of my afternoon shows. Although Obama's speech was intriguing, I was very happy this morning when my cartoons were back on the TV, as you can see below. They are way more entertaining!

My Weekend with Grandma

So, mom and dad went skiing in Breckenridge, CO this weekend, and Grandma came up to my house to watch me while they were gone. It was awesome!!! She never lets me cry for more than a minute or two without picking me up and carrying me around, so I basically spent the entire weekend hanging out on her hip. I got to do everything with her. It is so easy to get my own way when she is here; she hates to see real tears. Eat your heart out, Kate Winslet; I'll be getting the two Golden Globes in a few years. I do feel kind of bad because I did not sleep the night through at all while she was here, but I just love spending time with her. I gave her lots of big smiles and a few little laughs; I am still holding off on my big belly laugh. I want to keep everyone yearning for more.

I was really good while mom and dad were gone, at least that is what Grandma said, but Opie about gave Grandma a heart attack. Apparently, he, or the wind, knocked the gate down, and he somehow got his paw stuck in the slates and ripped off a nail. He was bleeding pretty badly, and Grandma was really worried. Leave it to my brother Opie to cause an uproar while mom and dad are away.


On Saturday, Aunt Stephanie, Uncle Ian, and Mrs. Sharon came to see me. They took me out to lunch; oh, how I wish I could eat real food! Ian flew me around like a plane, which I was not too sure about, and they put this stupid hat on me; I showed them though! All in all, it was pretty fun hanging around, literally, with everyone. Aunt Stephanie fed me, and she didn't even shake the bottle this time. She was going to change my diaper, but then she chickened out! Thanks guys, for coming up and keeping Grandma and me company. I must say that I wasn't sure I wanted mom and dad to come home so soon, but I was really happy to see them, and I know that they missed me A LOT! I loved my time with Grandma, and I wasn't quite done being spoiled rotten. Oh well, there is always next time! Thanks for a great weekend, Grandma!

I'm a Party Animal!

Well, life is finally getting pretty exciting! I love to go, go, go until I just crash. I can't even talk yet, and I am already the life of the party. I am making friends left and right, and they are all older than me; my maturity far surpasses those of my own age. I hung out with Addie, Nathan, Owen, and Ansley-Kate a few weeks ago at a Christmas dinner, and I went over to Owen and AK's house to watch the FL game; they both couldn't wait to hold me; I am irresistible! Then, just last week, I went to Brayden and Hudson's house to play. Hudson and I got to hang out just the two of us while Brayden was at school, and I am pretty sure that Hudson was flirting with me; I think that he even tried to hold my hand. I consider it my first date.

I am even a party animal at home. I have my new play center that has all of my favorite characters from my Baby Einstein Mozart movie, but I still love my play mat more; Opie swears it is his play mat, and he gives me dirty looks every time I am rockin' out on it. I also love hanging out in my own room; my bed is so big, and I even have my own rocking chair; my giraffe slippers and I have a very good time in the lap of luxury. All of the partying can really wear me out! So, I love to watch a little Baby Einstein to wind down, and then I pass out wherever I can.

Mom and dad are going away for four days this weekend, and I can't wait to party with Grandma; I am going to use my dimples and get away with as much as possible, like I don't already! I'll let you know how it goes next week.

I don't know why mom and dad are so happy!

This past weekend was quite an exciting weekend, both for me and the parents. Aunt Stephanie and Uncle Ian came to visit on Saturday, and Aunt Stephanie fed me my bottle. She has never fed a baby before; I could kind of tell because she kept shaking the bottle every time I took even a few seconds break. I didn't mind though; food is food, and it was nice to hang out with her. Aunt Stephanie carried me around for a long time, and Uncle Ian took lots of pictures of me; I am so special!

On Sunday, mom and dad took all of the Christmas decorations down and cleaned the house. I was sad to see all of the shiny decorations and bright lights go bye-bye, but I didn't let it get me down. I partied like a rockstar all day; I played on my ocean mat, watched a little TV from my Bumbo chair, ran errands with dad, and tried to sit up on my own a couple of times; I am bound and determined to have the sitting up thing down within the next month. If I just didn't have such a heavy head... Anyways, it was a really fun day.

All of the weekend action really wore me out, so on Sunday night, mom put me in my really comfy, beautiful pj's that Aunt Stephanie bought me, and I fell fast asleep around 7:30. Dad got me up at 10:30 for my last bottle before he went to bed, and I was so tired that I couldn't even open my eyes while I ate; oh, the life I lead is awesome - eating with my eyes closed and all. I went right back to bed after my bottle like always, but instead of waking mom up at 3:30 to eat, I decided to get a good night's sleep, and I didn't get up until 7 a.m. I don't know why mom was so excited; she just kept telling me what a big girl I am; well, duh, I know that. I guess mom and dad didn't think that I would sleep through my 3:30 a.m. feeding again because when I slept all the way to 6:30 a.m. again on Tuesday, they were really happy. I don't know why my sleeping to get my beauty rest is so exciting. I may or may not keep it up; we'll see how good mom and dad are over the next couple of days. I do know that all that sleep really put me in a good mood, and I have a lot more energy, so I have been "talking" a lot over the last couple of days (excuse the sideways view on the video; mom hasn't quite figured out the video recorder on the camera). What can I say, my big girl bed is very roomy and comfortable, and I am a big girl now!

On a side note, the amazing picture that Ms. Sharon painted to match my room looks great! I love it! I'm only 13 weeks old, and already, all of the artwork in my room is custom, from the photograph that JP took to the bird that Sharon painted - nothing but the best for me! It's not called spoiled; I just have very good taste.

Looking Forward to 2009!

Happy New Year! This is going to be a big year for me; I already know it. Grandma came and stayed with me on New Year's Eve so that mom and dad could have a night out on the town, part of which they spent watching Georgia Tech get killed in the Chick-fil-a Bowl at the Dome. We partied Olivia-style as you can see from the pictures. I didn't quite make it to midnight after my 10:30 feeding, but Opie and Baxter woke Grandma and me up at 1:00 a.m. by barking at people setting off fireworks in the neighborhood. There they go messing up my beauty sleep again.

Anyways, I am really looking forward to 2009. I have been told that many exciting things are probably going to happen this year. On New Year's Day, I already started gaining more independence; it was the first time that I slept all night in my own room. Mom was way more upset about it than I was; I loved stretching out in the big bed. No more bassinet for me. As for the rest of the year, I am hoping to figure out the whole remote control thing so that I can watch something other than football, which dad makes me watch with him; oh, Disney channel, where are you? I plan on becoming mobile at some point this year, which I will start working on as soon as I figure out how to sit up on my own; look out house, here I come! Hopefully, I will also learn to say a few words; this screaming to get what I want isn't working very well anymore. I am taking a water class in April with mom to get myself ready to go to the pool this summer. Plus, to top it all off, I've heard of this awesome thing called a 1st birthday party; a whole day dedicated to me (like everyday isn't) - I can't wait. I want a really big cake shaped like my favorite thing, my pacifier.

I also have a lot of big events coming up early on this year. In two weeks, mom and dad will be going to Colorado to go skiing, and I will get to stay 4 whole days with Grandma; let's see if she can survive this. I've been told to be on my best behavior...ha! In March, I will finally meet my Grandad and Grandma Trish, who are coming all the way from AZ to meet me. I am really excited; perhaps I will get to wear my Juicy Couture track suit that they bought for me since I am already 3 months ahead in clothing size. This summer will also be my first big car trip to WV to see my Grandpa and meet the rest of my relatives. I can't wait to see Grandpa; I haven't seen him since Thanksgiving, and I miss him a lot. I am also excited about meeting my Great-Grandma in WV.

Now, I have been told that I have to make a New Year's resolution, hmmm....my New Year's resolution is to stop doing my business as soon as my diaper comes OFF, at least until I am using the potty. This resolution is just for mom! My New Year's resolution to myself is to figure out a way to get my hands on some real food; I just want one cookie; is that really asking too much!?

I hope that everyone has a great 2009, and I can't wait to spend it with the friends and family whom I have already come to love.

So, now I am waving goodbye to 2008; the best year ever seeing that I was born!