Tuesday Night Music Club

Just takin' it easy on a Tuesday evening with my Sing-a-ma-jig. 

(June 7, 2011)

Tall, Grande and Venti

One week. Four months. Nine months.

Obviously, it's time for a bigger scale. 

I'm now 20 pounds (Venti is Italian for "twenty") and 27 inches long. 

Yay me!

(June 6, 2011)

On my own two feet

With a little something to grab hold of, I can stand up all by myself! It's the getting up that I still need a little help with. 

(June 5, 2011)

Garden party

Tonight was my second visit to the beautiful Bartlett Arboretum. The hosts gently beseeched "all-white attire only" at the croquet party. I had the perfect white dress in my closet and amazingly it still fit.

Tiny dancer

Auntie Amy made me this fabulous outfit: a personalized onesie and matching tutu. I'm ready to practice my pirouettes.
(June 3, 2011)

Grab on tight

If I came across a snake, sharp knives, poisonous mushrooms, rusty nails, an electric fence or dog poop, I'm sure I'd try and grab a hold of all of those things, too. 

Today I (safely) grabbed a hold of nine months of age. 

(June 2, 2011)

Urban hiking

Dad took me on a hike around the town this evening. I sure like sitting up high and being able to see all around. 

(June 1, 2011)