Grandmothers

My big sister let me in on a little secret. Grandmothers love us lots and lots and lots no matter what. So I'm not sad that my NeeNee left today. Because I know she'll be back. That, and our Mormor arrived today. The only other person in the world who loves us like our NeeNee!

Big boy

When I asked for hand-warmers, you think they'd have got me something a bit more size-appropriate.

The more things change...

... the more they stay the same!

Sleeping

I sleep a lot. A whole lot. Which, although I have the best-most-loving-and-attentive big sister, might be a good thing; I don't know if I want to learn all of her bad habits.

Warnings

My big sister tried to warn me about using the tanning bed too much. But I couldn't resist. My orange is only just finally starting to fade.

Wirthday

Good thing my big sister can count, otherwise I might have missed my wirthday. She baked me banana nut muffins and gave me a gazillion hugs and kisses. I think I was awake for maybe five of them.

Green Eggs & Ham - Revised

n: Green eggs ham.
No like them.
Here or there?
No, no, no, no, no, no, NO!
With mouse?
Yucky, yucky, YUCKY!
With fox? On car? On train? In dark?
No like green eggs ham Sam I am.

DWW

My first criminal offense. Drinking While Walking. I wonder if Madison has an open container law.

Toes

Mamma says I have her toes. Well. Thanks. I guess. But now how is Mamma going to steady herself when she stands?

On the go

Okay. I'm here. I'm glad everyone is excited to see me. But can I have a bit of a rest first? Do we really have to be running around to all these places so my big sister can have fun? People. Am I not the priority here?

Say my name

So it's not the most common name. It's spelled "Ewan". But it's pronounced "AWESOME"! (Or "YOO-an")

Too much?

There is no such thing as too many hugs and kisses.

Presenting Ewan Steen

Here I am! 21.5" and 9lbs 2ounces at birth. I'm a narcoleptic eater, a great sleeper during the day, and finally home!

News

What a great 24 hours it's been! Yesterday morning my NeeNee got here, and this morning Mamma showed me a neat trick before breakfast where she imitates a waterfall! It was a very good trick, and everyone must have really liked it because after she did it everyone started jumping up and down and running around and around and yelling stuff like "WHERE'S THE BLAH BLAH BLAH"; I'm not sure why though. Anyway, Daddy and Mamma had to run out to do something, but that means I get to spend the whole day with NeeNee! YAAAAAAY! Oh and also when they get home I'll have a new brother.

Skully

Sporting the shades

Okay Skully. You can come out now. It's officially nice outside.

Fears

I've only pooped in the tub twice. But I sure haven't forgotten. Poop is scary! Mamma insists that there's no poop in the tub, but I'm definitely not going to sit in my bath water anytime soon. I know it's down there hiding under the bubbles.

Earning my keep

My first job! Helping design shirts for my uncle's company. I'm very proud.

Song for Skully

I'm trying to entice my brother to come out by singing to him how much I love him. But since he doesn't yet have a real name, I've substituted my own in the meantime.

Please pardon Mamma's shakey filming. She doesn't have an ear for music like Daddy does.

Happy Easter

And ohbytheway, I know that Mamma and Daddy eat all my Easter candy after I go to sleep.

Systematic desensitization

I may not be scared of heights or fast slides, but I am a little afraid of garbage trucks. The other day, the garbage can out back made a HUGE scary noise. And ever since I've been asking about the garbage can and garbage trucks. I'm a little girl, but I don't want to be scared. So I've been going for walks to the garbage can and watching video with Daddy of garbage trucks. They're not so scary anymore.

It's okay to change your mind

M: What do you want for breakfast?
n: Cereal.
M: So you want cereal for breakfast?
n: No, no, no, no, no.
M: So what do you want for breakfast?
n: Waffles.
M: So you want waffles for breakfast?
n: No, no, no, no, no.
M: So what do you want for breakfast?
n: Oatmeal.
M: So you want oatmeal for breakfast?
n: No, no, no, no, no.
M: So what do you want for breakfast?
n: Cereal.

Extra birthday presents

I love my birthday. In addition to presents and cake, every year I'm going to get flowers and birds too! Although I wouldn't mind if the birds kept their poop off of my porch and car.

Technology

I love my new Elmo laptop! Thanks Mormor and Daddy. It does everything I want, except for playing "Furry Happy Monsters". More Furry Happy Monsters? Furry Happy Monsters on the TV? Furry Happy Monsters in a car? Daddy singing Furry Happy Monsters? Furry Happy Monsters. And in conclusion, Furry Happy Monsters.

Celebrations

Eat.Ew. Dirty.

Clean.

Eat.

Eat and clean. Mmmm...

And thank you everyone who sent me gifts. I love my new bear and puzzles and Mr Potato Heads and blocks and stamps and stickers and cart and books and doctor sets and laptop and new clothes!

2 years!

Who's that little baby?
I'm officially a little girl! That baby couldn't take off her coat and shoes like I can. She couldn't sing the alphabet song or talk or eat with a fork (or eat with her fingers no less) or run or walk like I can. I like being a little girl! I love to draw, learn letters, and watch Elmo (and now Spiderman - he's red like Elmo). I pretty much eat anything put in front of me, depending on my mood. Lately, I especially love cake and muffins.

My morning routine is waking up Mamma and Daddy by calling for them, and then cuddling with them in bed while we read some books. I then tell them to get up, and we go have breakfast. Someone has to get the lazy-bones out of bed. I'm glad Skully will soon be around to help with that.

Everyday I surprise Mamma and Daddy by showing them new things I've learned in my sleep. Like words, or sentences, or remembering things, or talking about things happening in the next couple weeks, or just general logic.

I love to run around. And around and around and around. And I love to repeat little routines I set up for myself. Like sit on the chair, get up, run over a pillow on the floor, hug Daddy, repeat. And please don't interrupt me, because otherwise I'll lose my train of thought. And I don't really like to be dirty either. If my hands are too dirty or there's mud on my shoes, I need Mamma and Daddy to clean it off. And I'm still obsessed with Furry Happy Monsters. Sure, it's all a little OCD, but I'm cool with that.

Poem from NeeNee

Hi Nina Face! You're two (I'm told)

and that is 24 months old!

Hip hip hooray! (so yesterday,

it's gone the way of leederday)

instead of 'mmmm' and 'ahhh' and 'eeee'

now you recite your ABCs!

And last year walking was brand new

this year running's what you do!

I can't keep up! You've grown so fast

I thought your babyhood would last

but here you are all golden curled

all giggly, wriggly little girled,

I hope your day is monster fun,

(a small intended furry pun),

may every Birthday wish come true,

NeeNee sends big loves to you:

Sweet NinaNina at Year Two!

ABCs

The power of crackers compels you

"Let me speak with Nina"

Sibling relationships

I think Skully and I are going to get along fine. Mamma and Daddy kept saying that if he came early, they'd have to cancel my birthday party. But he didn't. And I had my party. Except Mamma and Daddy forgot to take pictures. And they forgot the cake. Oh well. More for me!

Waddling

Look Daddy, do you know who the penguins remind me of? Mamma!

Somersaults

Yay! Mamma did well at work! I'm somersaulting with joy!!

Water

Mamma sounds silly when I'm under water.