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I just love my new peasant blouse, especially when its time to hit the pool party over at the neighbors house. Those girls from Le Mis don't have costumes near as convincing.
Daddy says this blouse may fit my new socioeconomic profile soon if we're not careful. AOL isn't going to be payin' the bills for long! Oh well...so I'm getting a head start on the new lifestyle.
NLC 
...not to get too sappy but Mommy rocks. I see her and basically my whole body smiles. Here's a pic of she and I in one of our quieter encounters. I asked Daddy to take a picture of this unusually solemn moment since these are fairly rare in our house. I hope everyone is enjoying the holiday weekend!
NLC
ok, ok....guilty as charged, its been far too long since I've posted but really, I'm at the mercy of Daddy. Don't tell him I said so but it's really all his fault. You and I both know I can only contribute so much here. I mean I provide the visuals, the emotions, the spirit if you will to this whole experience. Daddy on the other hand is in charge of translating my true ethereal meaning into what you see here. It really is true, behind every good woman there is a loving, witty but aging and generally overweight man to help support her.
More pics to come soon - Daddy promises.
HAPPY 4th of JULY!!!!
NLC
When prompted, curls do seem to be prevalent as demonstrated by this recent photo of Daddy and I right after bath time.
Bath time has become quite enjoyable - we do it right next to the mirror which always seems to prompt a strange baby to start her bath at the same time....curious.
NLC
After yet another blog sebattical I've returned with more grippy photos of my tales. Last weekend I slept all the way through the night for the first time and right after I woke up from this banner night of REM sleep I promptly rolled over for the first time too!! Of course I haven't done either since but you can never take progress for granted - an important lesson for Mommy and Daddy.
This snap also confirms I have 10 toes and NONE of the "freak" variety...sorry Mommy.
NLC
Happy Sunday friends! I'm reporting from the living room couch, your window to the world when it comes to the latest in blogging.This week's fashion comes courtesy of Mommy as she has once again duped me into wearing the latest in baby-blog couture. Not without my protest mind you - it can be plainly seen on my left leg. I generally try to "break-in" all my new outfits immediately upon donning them but I was particularly pleased with my effort in this instance.
BTW, I'm getting close to rolling over and my feet are becoming much more interesting to play with lately.May you all be blessed with duck feet.
NLC
Im waiting with bated breath for the rodent they call the Easter Bunny. I hear baskets full of chocolate and eggs hidden throughout the house are some of the things I should expect but since I can't walk and I'm still more or less on formula I'm relegated to observing one more time. I tell you, once I'm mobile Mommy and Daddy will wish they'd gotten a puppy instead.
HAPPY EASTER!!!!
NLC
Sorry I haven't posted in a while - the family has been busy as heck and well, its tough for a girl like me to always make time for the Information Superhighway.
So as most of you know Mommy has this lobster kick - I'm not sure what drives this sickness but suffice to say, I have now fallen victim to it.
I'm lying around, trying to get "unconstipated" and after I finally leave Mommy and Daddy some truly unspeakable inventory in my diaper, next thing I know I'm thrown in the bath and I emerge as a billboard for Red Lobster. Perhaps I deserve it after a couple nights of keeping everyone up with my plumbing backed up but come on already. I'd like to think my 5 month birthday would have warranted something a little more sheek but alas....no.
NLC
Here's Mommy and Daddy's hack at a black and white portrait for my four month birthday - I think they may have gotten lucky.
Truth be known, it really does present me in a totally unrealistic, angelic light. Sometimes I think Mommy and Daddy expect my head to do a complete 360 and spew colorful fluid and profanity from my mouth...well, the spewing part actually happens often.
Mephistopheles
...Children of the Corn, Part DeuxMommy and Daddy decided it wasn't EVEN appropriate to show the bottom of my "cover allskirt" outfit...they say it shows a little too much leg. Suffice to say, Daisy Duke is no competition for me and my hamhock-legs. I swear I look like I could go up against the finest sumo wrestler and hold my own.My neck muscles are going to be right up there with the guys on the front line of the the Cleveland Browns if I maximize my time on my tummy.
The drool factor is high in this picture. I "gleeked" all over the sleeve of my shirt but that's fairly routine these days. Its a small price for the parental units to pay since I'm smiling more and more each day.
NLC
Today was a watershed event for me - my FIRST F1 Race, the Grand Prix of Bahrain! Mommy and Daddy made some comment that it was, "noon somewhere" and promptly broke open a few brewskies to celebrate the first race of the season...at 9 in in the morning.
Daddy tells me Ferrari stunk up the place in 2005 but in my first race they finished second....not too shabby. If I didn't know any better, I'd think Michael Schumacher was a distant uncle the way his name is thrown around the house.
I thought English was going to be hard but all the F1 terminology is going to take a lifetime to learn but I'm well on my way.
NLC
Sometimes Daddy gets a little carried away with the camera. My playtime gets cut into by the incessant flashing and begging for me to pay attention to the lens.
But every now and again there seems to be a shot worth sharing so in the name of diplomacy I've authorized the publication of this image.
NLC
...ok, just kidding. Jacob and Issac came to visit us from Ohio this past weekend and boy did we have fun. Well, they had fun while they played with Taylor and Connor. I just kind of sat around and made nice with everyone. It's difficult to act cheery when I haven't even learned to touch a finger to a nose, much less eat a couple of Krispy Kreme's with the rest of the lot. I gave Daddy my best Billy Idol, Rebel Yell impersonation for the photo - I think I pretty much nailed it.
TTFN
NLC
Daddy's hand can be intimidating, especially when its bigger than my head. But when it's got cake frosting on the tip of a finger all of those fears seem to wash away.
My first experience with the priceless material that we will call sugar, was an experience that rivaled birth itself.
NLC
Ok - this one's pretty cute if I must say so myself. Just thought I'd throw it in for good measure.
Although the white "body-sock" contraption I'm wearing is nice and warm, I'm not sure about the look. Makes me look like a fleshy marshmallow.
NLC
Mommy, Daddy, Tex (the armadillo) and I had ourselves some cake yesterday for a little belated celebration of my 3 month birthday. Daddy was gracious enough to put some frosting on the tip of his finger for me to enjoy. I knew there was a reason why I like him so much - sugar=good food!Ironically enough, we had the biggest snow of my short life as well... 10"+ inches!! And I was just starting to think 50's-60's were the norm for winter in Virginia! I can't wait until I'm old enough to get out there and play in it!
NLC
Daddy brought home a new friend for me from his trip to Austin this past week. Tex is a fuzzy armadillo who likes to hang out with me. So far he's been quite adept at avoiding my post-meal projectile spit-up. I only wish Daddy was fairing as well.
NLC
I was feeling Pope-like after I mastered the pool. Although the hooded towel was not necessarily high style, it certainly was warm and dry and that my friends is what it's all about.
I must say my first day at the pool was quite an adventure. I can't wait to get back and have another lesson - Michael Phelps eat your heart out!
NLC
This about sums up my whole life - Mommy holds me down and Daddy does something to amuse himself with some part of me!Although potentially dangerous before we've had lunch, don't be alarmed, he's not really eating my toes. Please don't try this at home.NLC
I made the decision early on NOT to look straight at the camera. I figure playing a little difficult to get is all practice for when I get older and it really matters - can't start too early.
Mommy and Daddy sure were smiling a lot - I think they were amused at seeing me in my new "trunks".NLC
I just love my new peasant blouse, especially when its time to hit the pool party over at the neighbors house. Those girls from Le Mis don't have costumes near as convincing.
...not to get too sappy but Mommy rocks. I see her and basically my whole body smiles. Here's a pic of she and I in one of our quieter encounters. I asked Daddy to take a picture of this unusually solemn moment since these are fairly rare in our house. I hope everyone is enjoying the holiday weekend!
ok, ok....guilty as charged, its been far too long since I've posted but really, I'm at the mercy of Daddy. Don't tell him I said so but it's really all his fault. You and I both know I can only contribute so much here. I mean I provide the visuals, the emotions, the spirit if you will to this whole experience. Daddy on the other hand is in charge of translating my true ethereal meaning into what you see here. It really is true, behind every good woman there is a loving, witty but aging and generally overweight man to help support her.
When prompted, curls do seem to be prevalent as demonstrated by this recent photo of Daddy and I right after bath time.
After yet another blog sebattical I've returned with more grippy photos of my tales. Last weekend I slept all the way through the night for the first time and right after I woke up from this banner night of REM sleep I promptly rolled over for the first time too!! Of course I haven't done either since but you can never take progress for granted - an important lesson for Mommy and Daddy.
Happy Sunday friends! I'm reporting from the living room couch, your window to the world when it comes to the latest in blogging.
Im waiting with bated breath for the rodent they call the Easter Bunny. I hear baskets full of chocolate and eggs hidden throughout the house are some of the things I should expect but since I can't walk and I'm still more or less on formula I'm relegated to observing one more time. I tell you, once I'm mobile Mommy and Daddy will wish they'd gotten a puppy instead.
Sorry I haven't posted in a while - the family has been busy as heck and well, its tough for a girl like me to always make time for the Information Superhighway.
Here's Mommy and Daddy's hack at a black and white portrait for my four month birthday - I think they may have gotten lucky.
...Children of the Corn, Part Deux
Today was a watershed event for me - my FIRST F1 Race, the Grand Prix of Bahrain! Mommy and Daddy made some comment that it was, "noon somewhere" and promptly broke open a few brewskies to celebrate the first race of the season...at 9 in in the morning.
Sometimes Daddy gets a little carried away with the camera. My playtime gets cut into by the incessant flashing and begging for me to pay attention to the lens.
...ok, just kidding. Jacob and Issac came to visit us from Ohio this past weekend and boy did we have fun. Well, they had fun while they played with Taylor and Connor. I just kind of sat around and made nice with everyone. It's difficult to act cheery when I haven't even learned to touch a finger to a nose, much less eat a couple of Krispy Kreme's with the rest of the lot. I gave Daddy my best Billy Idol, Rebel Yell impersonation for the photo - I think I pretty much nailed it.
Daddy's hand can be intimidating, especially when its bigger than my head. But when it's got cake frosting on the tip of a finger all of those fears seem to wash away.
Ok - this one's pretty cute if I must say so myself. Just thought I'd throw it in for good measure.
Mommy, Daddy, Tex (the armadillo) and I had ourselves some cake yesterday for a little belated celebration of my 3 month birthday. Daddy was gracious enough to put some frosting on the tip of his finger for me to enjoy. I knew there was a reason why I like him so much - sugar=good food!
Daddy brought home a new friend for me from his trip to Austin this past week. Tex is a fuzzy armadillo who likes to hang out with me. So far he's been quite adept at avoiding my post-meal projectile spit-up. I only wish Daddy was fairing as well.
I was feeling Pope-like after I mastered the pool. Although the hooded towel was not necessarily high style, it certainly was warm and dry and that my friends is what it's all about.
This about sums up my whole life - Mommy holds me down and Daddy does something to amuse himself with some part of me!
I made the decision early on NOT to look straight at the camera. I figure playing a little difficult to get is all practice for when I get older and it really matters - can't start too early.
