Milestones

As this new year chugs ahead at full steam, I'm taking the opportunity to grow and learn as much as possible! I must say, this "Earth" place is pretty cool.

At this point in my life, I'm quite aware of the fact that everyone else has toes - just look at the name of this blog. However, you may not believe this, but I have toes too! They're close, they move, they tickle a little bit, and they feel cool. I'm glad I have toes. I was actually starting to worry that I may not have any. Alas, one day last week they popped up, and we've been good friends since.

Toes are just the beginning. I also rolled over from my back to my front. In all honesty, I was actually trying to get away. Mom was getting me ready for bed, and I wasn't terribly tired. Like I said, this Earth place is cool with lots of stuff to see and do. So I said to myself 'self, let's get out of here.' I made it on to my side and I noticed Mom and Dad freeze. I froze for a second as well. They didn't say a word. Perhaps I was caught. Was my number was up? I don't know. But they didn't move - they just stayed there. As I weigh my options, I figured it was now or never, so I committed. I now find myself joyfully on my stomach and clearly out of reach from the hands that wish to put me to bed. However, this is apparently a big deal because Mom and Dad broke from their frozen silence and started making loud noises with their hands and mouths. This outburst, of course, made me "soil my fresh diaper" and I started crying. Not to worry, Mom and Dad quickly consoled me and I was back to my ebullient self. When all is said and done, all the commotion took some energy. I, therefore, ended up going from bubbly to snoozing in no time.

Oh gosh. What else is there? Ah yes. No need for me to describe this milestone. I'll let this picture do the talking:

Grandparents are silly

First of all...sorry for the delay between posts. It's been pretty crazy around here since the start of the year. Not to worry, all is well :-).

So, this story starts out on a quite night at Grandma and Grandpa's. Everyone just finished dinner and I was kicking on the floor next to the table. I love to kick! Boom Boom! At this point in my life, I'm fairly indifferent to being clothed or naked. I rather enjoy both states of dress. After Grandma finished her meal, I could see that look in her eye - "my turn to hold the baby." As she carefully picked me up and held me in the air, I could detect the cool, familiar, sensation of nakedness. Grandma started laughing, and I looked down. 'Where are my pants?' I asked. Apparently, Grandma stepped on my pants before picking me up, thus rendering me without pants. Like I said, I'm cool with being naked, but all agreed that it was pretty dang funny.

A couple of days later, I went out to dinner with Nonna, Papa, Mom and Dad. They were enjoying some rather tasty looking Italian food when the topic of my teeth came up. Yes, my two bottom teeth have cut. Not the greatest feeling in the world (having teeth slowly push through gums), but I can manage. Papa, who at this time has more teeth than me but not for long, sticks out his bottom jaw and displays his pearly whites. I said to my self, 'self, I can do that.' So I responded to his gesture and stuck my bottom jaw as well. 'Ha. Take that!' Grandparents are silly, but we sure have fun :-).

I'd like to end this post with a shout out to my Great-Grandpa. I'm sorry we didn't get to spend too much time together, but we had fun too. You could always get me to smile. I'll miss you and I love you.

Sneaky Toes

So, a plan of mine that I have been working on for a while finally came in to fruition the other day. Oh sure, Mom and Dad will claim that it was all an accident. Dad mentioned something about a guy named Murphy. Rest assured, however, that I had the whole thing planned out.

It started in the car when Mom and Dad were waiting for Grandma and Grandpa to arrive with their truck. They were going to pick up some new furniture. It was about 25 degrees outside so we were hunkered down in the car and I "happened" to have a dirty diaper. Since there was no other suitable surface for changing, Mom decided to do it in the front seat. After I was all situated, the diaper came off - commence step 1 - start peeing! See, I rarely pee during a diaper change so they weren't expecting it. Haha. This next step was tricky because I had to move fast. I knew Mom was going to quickly close my diaper as soon as she saw the dashboard get wet - commence step 2 - insert foot in to diaper before closing. Mom realized quickly that my foot was now trapped in the diaper, but she had to keep the diaper closed until the pee stopped. Once I was done, the diaper opened again and my sneaky foot emerged, completely covered in poo.

Although stunned from what had just happened, Mom and Dad were laughing pretty good. This little stunt cost 4 wipes, as opposed to the usual 1 - and it was totally worth it.

Happy New Year!