Showing posts with label The BABY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The BABY. Show all posts

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Smile for the Camera Honey!

Makayla went to get her picture taken yesterday. It went as well as can be expected. 


Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Video Series 1

This baby is taking things to a whole new level. Next thing you know she's going to expand into performance art and start throwing tantrums in Wal-Mart to protest the tyranny of the Wiggle breakup. 


Deep. 

Monday, June 4, 2012

Evil Aunt Anneke

Did I make this video specifically to embarrass my niece when she's older? 
No. 



I made this video to embarrass her when she's older. 


Incidentally this child screamed bloody murder the entire time I dressed her, brushed her hair and her teeth. The crying actually made it easier to reach the all the way to the back and get those gums gleaming. 

Silver lining. 

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Pump You Up!

When the BABY isn't crying, disrobing, or causing a ruckus, she gets pumped for the day's events.

Brushing her teeth

Saying her ABC's 

Preparing for chicken nuggets. 

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Pajamas are for Suckers

The BABY has decided that clothes are just the worst. First, she displayed disdain for socks, tearing them off at every available opportunity. 


Then she realized that shirts sure are constricting and began wiggling out of them whenever I turned my back. 


Her war with pants is at a stalemate as she hasn't mastered the button zipper conundrum. 


However the toddler peels off the cutest of PJ's at least four times a night. While screaming for Barney, of course.  


Maybe she's staging a protest imploring that I release Barney from the prison of the television.  


Or perhaps she just likes being naked. Lord help me I'm dreading the day she maneuvers out of that diaper. 

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Stylin'

Should I style BABY's hair in the Loki?

Or the Tom Hiddleston?

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Toddlers and Tiaras: Rock Springs.

This past Saturday I accompanied my sister and the BABY to a "natural" beauty pageant, whatever that means. We walked in the room and sat down to the sounds of a child screaming in the other room. An eerie soundtrack perhaps but untimely preferable to the country and Disney instrumentals that followed.  


All of the mothers at this event looked exactly the way you're imagining.

Girl in a Twilight shirt. Of course.

Pageant dad to 3 year old: You need to have pretty feet and I need to see your sparkle! Show me your sparkle!!!  


During the personality competition for the 10 year olds: If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be and why? That is an appropriate thing to ask a child. Because if you're going to judge a child on her looks, talent and personality you might as well make her contemplate the things she should change about herself. 






Chaos reigns. 




Welcome your new Little Miss Sweetwater County. 


Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Self Portrait Series 1.





There are no less than 175 pictures of the ceiling with bits of this baby's hair in the corner. She figured out how to use the iPad camera, more or less. 

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Oh Also.

I think I forgot to mention how precious BABY was during our outing. Minus the tumultuous ride home. 




Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Thrill Seeker

The Baby comes up to me about three times a day and says "whee?" She climbs up into the swivel chair. I spin her. She remains completely still and silent during this process. Then she climbs down and dizzily walks away. She clearly enjoys this activity but not enough to say whee herself. 


Cool as a cucumber. 



Saturday, January 7, 2012

Sympathy for the Devil

The devil dog got a huge hunk of PB&J, confidently flung on the ground from the sticky hands of the one in the high chair. I managed to wrestle half of said bite out of the slobbering dog's mouth. I've decided that the hoover can wait in her kennel during the baby's scheduled meals.