December Fun

Daddy and I thought we would go ahead and run another race together.  This time we did the Santa Scramble.  Technically, this was not my first time running this one.  The first time I ran it with Mom two years ago, except she didn't even know I was tagging along yet.

This time I think I did a much better job of pulling my own weight.

I just love the roar of the crowd.

Just give me some cheddar bunnies and I'm a happy girl.

The highlight of December was our trip to see Aunt Leesee in Miami... oh and Uncle Porter too.  This is our snuggle chair.  Aunt Leesee snuggled me in this chair every day.

Aunt Leesee let me play with things like sunglasses and CD's.  Normally, I'm not allowed to touch those things, but that's what Aunts are for.

Aunt Leesee got a sassy new haircut just for me.

We went to the zoo and rented this bicycle built for four.  It's kind of like the Flintstones and the Rubbles going for a drive.

I liked to push it around whenever we stopped.

We're doing our "Three's Company" pose.

I was feeling very sick at the zoo, but Aunt Leesee didn't mind snuggling me one bit.  She carried me the whole time.

I love to call the elephants.  They didn't really seem to respond for some reason.

It's hard to see, but there is a parrot in the top right corner.  It was pretty neat.

This picture is for my Granna, she loves turtles too.

These dogs weren't as friendly as the other dogs I found in Miami.  They only ran away when I barked at them.

Mom says she didn't spend six years telling first graders they weren't allowed to climb up the slide just to have Daddy and Aunt Leesee let me do it.

Aunt Leesee says I'm still allowed.

I still love swings.

Thanks for a great time Aunt Leesee and Uncle Porter.

Sharing the Spotlight

On Wednesday mom and I went the doctor to take a look at my baby brother.  No, don't get excited... we don't know that he's going to be a boy.  I just call him a him because I think it's more polite than calling him "it."  Plus, I have a 50% chance of getting it right (that's right, Daddy taught me all about statistics).  Mom told the lady taking the pictures that she and daddy like surprises.  It's true... we all like surprises.  The more suspense, the better!  So the way we see it, nine and a half months of suspense makes for one of the best surprises you can get.

This picture is pretty neat because it shows how talented my brother is.  Look at how flexible those hips are!  Dad tells me that I used to be that flexible too, but it's pretty hard to believe.  If you look closely, his knees are next to his nose.... and you see that arrow?  That blurry spot next to the arrow is his foot!  I think he inherited my Granna's long legs. 

Mom's pretty excited because she says my brother looks like her.  I think it's just wishful thinking because she gets pretty tired of everyone saying how much I look like Daddy.  I guess it would stink to carry a baby around for 9+ months and not even have any noticeable features to show for it.  She's not worried though... she claims that I get my "over all appeal" from her.  

Frankly, I think he looks like an alien.