A Wonderful Lady

This post is dedicated to my Great Grandmother Claire Blue Rowell. Grandma passed away on April 21st at the age of 86. I did not know her very well but she loved me very much and my Mama is very sad. You see my Mom was named after her grandmother and she loved and respected her like no one else. This loss has hit our family very hard. I have no doubt my Mom will share my great grandmother with me as I grow up and I will learn what a wonderful, brave, faithful person she was.
We miss you Grandma God Bless.

Down Time

I have been awfully generous with the kisses and affection lately. Maybe it is because I turned 2 and now Mom says I act like the devil some days and I am just trying to stay on her good side. Anyway Mom takes advantage of my sweet moments whenever she can.

Wet -N- Wild

Who needs toys when you have a garden hose? Nuff said!

New Fettish

So ever since my Mom got her new job I decided I needed a change too. I have never given my parents a problem going to bed, they say night night, read books and I go to sleep. Well all has stayed the same except now when they read books I instruct them to close the door, I then promptly remove all items ie: stuffed animals etc.. off my bed, make a pallet on the floor and go to sleep. Never mind you I have a brand new mattress and big boy bed I was sleeping in just fine for the last 3 months. Notice too I am wearing the shorts and pants of my PJ's; that was a battle Mom chose not to fight. Nite Nite

Chores Already

Mom says I am more destructive than ever these days. She is laying the law down. She has gotten really serious about me helping to clean up my messes. One of my new responsibilities is to put my dirty clothes in the laundry basket. Can you tell I am awfully proud of myself. Only problem is there is a shoe basket too and sometimes Mom does not specify. It makes for some crazy mornings before school running around looking for lost shoes.

Rainy Days

I love our new garage. Especially when Daddy's car is not in there. It is like my very own race track. When it is raining Mom and I camp out in the garage for a little play time. As you can see there are few places I go without by bee-bee (blankie.) Rainy days can still be fun right?

Lets Make a Mess

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Thank God for washable paint. I for one hate to have my hands dirty but I love to do art projects, go figure. Mom found these great brushes with the paint already inside, I love them. We were painting on the deck in nice weather until I stepped on my masterpiece and proceeded to traipse thru the house leaving a rainbow of shoe prints on the carpet. Now I am banished to the table, strapped in my seat but I still love it!

Should Mom be Worried

Every time Mom takes her eyes off me for 2 seconds, the house gets eerily quiet and I disappear. Only to be found under her sink in the bathroom with the make-up basket. Mom says she has been meaning to put the child proof things on there and just hasn't gotten around to it. I have now destroyed about 75 dollars worth of lipstick, eyeshadow and powder. Maybe she will get around to those locks before I poke my eye out with a mascara wand.....who knows how much that will cost!

Sully Came to Stay

Although it wasn't under the best of circumstances Sully came to stay at my house for 4 days. There was a death in their family and they stayed with us during the back and forth routine. We said we would take them any way we could get them. We did a lot of playing, a lot of fighting, a lot of destroying the house and had soooo much fun. I think I heard my Mom and Aunt Ali say " share boys " about 700 times. It felt like old times. We miss you guys!