Again?

Fine. One more time. Where's the baby?
Sigh. Here I am.

Water goodness

I found a waterpark / splashpad today! Perfect timing for a 90'F day. Silly Mamma didn't take a photo though, she was too scared of getting the camera wet. 'Fraidy-cat.

Presents

I asked Santa for a sandbox and water table, and not only did he deliver early (because, really, who wants a sandbox and water table in the middle of winter), he sent me the BIGGEST sandbox and water table I've ever seen! Thanks Santa!

The cow says "Mmmmmm"

About time!

I've got a new view from my car seat - and it's great! The leg room is much better, and now when I throw things at Mamma and Daddy, they don't bounce off the mirror and hit me.

Morning routine

When Morfar was here, he took me out every morning for coffee and a walk. I've convinced Daddy to continue that routine. But I have to say: morning caffeine is not helping with my morning nap.

Disappearing grandparents

I woke up this morning and Mormor and Morfar were missing! Sound the alarms! Before I got a chance to call 911 I found out they weren't missing, they had just left. Phew.
Since I didn't get to give them really good bye-bye hugs and kisses, I hope this will do.

Heeeeee!

Snort!

Date night?

On a Wednesday? Mamma and Daddy dare to take advantage while Mormor and Morfar are visiting and go on a date? Have they forgotten that I AM THE CENTER OF THEIR UNIVERSE AND NO FUN SHALL BE HAD UNLESS I AM INCLUDED?

Wait your turn

In a minute Mamma. I heard you the last time you said it was time to see the giraffes. But you really have to come and watch the seals. The circles they're drawing in the water are mesmerizing. Morfar's in a trance!

Water

Will someone please tell Mamma and Daddy to get me a bathing suit?

Abstract art

My first piece of art work, and its already causing a lot of discussion. Mamma thought I drew an ice cream cone, and Daddy thought I drew a lightning storm. What I actually drew was me giving Mormor and Morfar big hugs for coming to visit (that's Mormor in the blue and Morfar in the green).

Fisherman

I'm spearing my food! All by myself!

Hair

Do they sell Rogaine for Babies? Because I'd really like to grow some bangs.

Angel

Daddy had to work late tonight, so I decided to be Angel-Baby for Mamma. I ate good. I went for a walk with her. I listened to her singing (definitely being an Angel-Baby) and reading. And then I went down without a peep. Until Daddy came home. And then I quit the Angel routine and upheld my evening screaming/crying routine. I wouldn't want to disappoint.

Bedtime

I'm only blinking. Because I'm certainly not sleeping. Who sleeps in this house? Not me. I've forgotten how to get to sleep, and how to stay asleep. I'll relearn. Eventually. But in the meantime I'll having fun screaming at the top of my lungs and bursting Mamma and Daddy's eardrums!

Friends

I made friends. I like friends. I'm nice to friends. Want to be my friend?

Kisses

I give nice kisses. Want one?

Thank you

Thank you to Mamma and Daddy for taking me on a trip. And thank you to our hosts and everyone else that made the trip. I was a little nervous at first with all the people, but was sad to leave them all today. Especially now that I see how people live up North and how much fun there is to be had. I now have a couple of requests for Santa for Christmas so I can live more like Canadians (yes, it's a little early, but I thought he'd need time to get everything ready). I'd like a toy drum set, Little People, a hybrid car, a water table, a sand box, a PS3 and Wii, the Ladybug book, a 4-bedroom house by a park, and a mini lounge chair. After all, it's the simple things that are most important, right?

Ice cream

The highlight of my trip to St Thomas was most definitely the daily dose of local ice cream. I'm an equal opportunity eater, helping both Mamma and Daddy finish their ice cream.

Trip to Canada

My first venture into Canada was good. I made new friends - Bronwyn who kindly gave me a shower, and little Leah who lent me her bedroom - and figured out how to go down stairs by myself! I think I'll have to make a return trip. That, and did I mention that the milk was really tasty?

Canadian milk

FYI. It does taste like beer.

Don't have a cow man

Will Canadian cows' milk will taste the same as Wisconsin cows' milk? What about Cheerios? Can I get them across the border? And will the customs people let me in? My passport photo was from when I was 10 months old - I don't even look the same anymore!

Kompan

So I understand that there's a family story behind why Mamma insisted on having me play on the Kompan Scrambler. But really, where are the training wheels?!

There's an even bigger family history with Kompan! Here are my (third) cousins Casper and Anna also playing with Kompan. In Denmark no less.

15 months!

These teen months are difficult. All of these hormones rushing through me are getting me all confused. I want to do things by myself, but I can't always do them. It all just frustrates me so much. Thankfully Mamma and Daddy help me and make me laugh so I'm not always like this.

I sign "more". I say "up" for wanting to go outside (because Mamma or Daddy have to pick me up in order to go out). I say "baby" for babies and bears and dogs and people and Pat Sajak. Lately I say "Daddy" for Daddy and Mamma (though I briefly mistakenly called her "Mamma" for 1/2 hour yesterday). I know that dogs and cats and giraffes say "woof".

Bedtime and I still don't get along. It must be the hormones. Or the molars I'm sprouting. Somedays bedtime is good to me. But sometimes it scares me. Or leaves me lonely.

I thought about switching my naps to the afternoon, but so far I'm liking to keep them in the morning. Mamma and Daddy get me up nice and early (6:30am), and then by 9:30am I'm bushed from playing with them. A nap gets me all ready to spend the afternoon running around and reading books. Which, by the way, I LOVE books. I bring them to Mamma and Daddy to read to me. I do the motions they've taught me to go along with some books, or I say the words that are coming up (okay, so sometimes I get excited and say the words too soon, but I still know they're coming up). I read the small ones while getting my diaper changed. I go and sit and read them myself (you say "look at the pictures and turn the pages", I say "read").

I eat like Daddy. Lots, and more please. I don't weigh a lot because I store all the extra food in my beebo (bellybutton) which fortunately turns out instead of in.

If Mamma or Daddy ask me to do something. I understand them. I don't always do what they ask. I usually only do it if it also satisfies me - like being asked to get my shoes, because yes please I'd like to go walk outside. I LOVE the outside. Sure, I get bad reactions to bug bites, and have a nasty habit of tripping on small curbs and scraping my knees. But I get to practice walking up and down on uneven surfaces. And picking up funny leaves and twigs and oops, that was an ant. Yum.

Self-adulation

I just can't get enough of watching myself on video. I shamelessly admit to watching my July 2nd video post a dozen times a day. Who knew I looked so good on video?!

Smarts

Ohh, I have Mensa cards. They'll make me smart.
Oooh, there's fluff on the floor. They're for eating, right?

Bed?

Balloons and ice cream and parades and picnics and parks and you tell me there's fireworks too? There's no time for sleeping. Must celebrate!

Independence

Happy 4th! To celebrate independence, I'm doing exactly that. I'm doing things my way, whether I can do it or not. And if you try and stop me, I will give you an earful of screams and tears! I am my own independent person, and no king or queen or parent shall rule me! Well, except for The Queen GranmaNee. But I'm her princess, so that doesn't really count.

Haute couture

Smile for the camera. Yes, yes. Now give me energy! Good. Lift your arms up, and now pretend that you want to eat the camera. Perfect!

Preferences

Mamma who?

C, eh? N, eh? D, eh?

Happy Canada Day!!! What's Canada? Mamma and Daddy tell me I'm going there in a couple of weeks. But right now I think it sounds like a magical land where I may actually fall asleep immediately for once instead of crying for like half an hour oh help me jesus please just fall asleep for the love of god holy mother of christ