the perils of accessorizing

so lasterdays, me and mom and dad and chris-brother-person all went to a reception for our friendish person kelly (my first reception, actually) which was pretty nice, becaused i gots to wear a cute dress and my very first hair bow.
that is, it wented nice-ish with my outfits and made me looks even prettier and cuter than normal. and even had stayable power through playtimes. until chris decisioned to investigates and pulled it right off of my head. with several of the hairs it was attached to as well.

yeah, that's what i thought too.

totally ouchy-making, and further than that, it left a little square bald spot where the glue was keeping it stucked to my head. very sad.

further tails from the trainyard

so it turns out dad's no slouch at train building either. i'm considering sleeping in until dawn, just for him.
considering only, mind you. actual sleep to be done at a later as yet undisclosed/unspecified date.

palatable

so lasterwhiles i started snacking on various foodtype items.

what is there something on my face?

and although my selection has expandable at a number of eating establishments and over a wide variety of days and varied to include (among other things) apples and sweet potatoes and pears and peaches (which i do not recommend)

check please!

and green beans (also unrecommended), i have yet to discoverize anything with a textures. which i suppose is okay since i still wear a significant amount of my snacked, but still, nothing is quite as nice and chewy as my teething rings.

the aftermath of a gooey snack.

i have a theoretical that that may change once i'm bigged enough to try the mystical "chocolates" i s'pose we'll wait and see.

epic build

so lasterday, mom and kylee-sister and i decided to trial a new scheduling, just to see if a bit more schedule gets me more sleeps at night and more snacks during the day and a bit of play time during a kylee napped. i like it becaused then mom can build train tracks all over my room.
i'm considering humoring her with the whole "more sleep at night" thing just every so often so long as she keeps up with this level of train building. we'll see how it goes.

reaching out

so lasterday i said about how i am getting much betters at sitting? yeah, well here's some proofed...i can sit for longed enough to photoify.

please disregards the droolings.
thanks!

entrapment

so lasterday i climbed onto the table and into kylee-sister's high chair, just to try it out, you know? well i can climb into and i still fits and all, problem being i cannot escape back out of it with the tray on...so i got stuck.and mom took a picture...the indignity of it all!

increasing my range

in ordered to try to keep up with the new styles of elocution and suched, i've recently been experimenting in two new modes of communication. one has been dubbed "the cry of the triceratops" and apparently was en vogue when chris-brother-person was my aged, however in order to bring my own flavored to it, i have mixed it with some lovely raspberry stylings which i believe offer a depth and newness to the screaming tones.
can't wait to try them out at the malls and groceries. the live acoustics there are not to be beat. plus you have an audience so you have more reactables to work with.
i'll let you know how it goes.

eat my hat

so lasterweekend we got to go up to DFW to see grampa off into the land of retirement, which was really fun as i got to see my unca matt again (word!) and aunt becky and gramma and grampa and even aunt nancy and uncle shawn and my cousin, who although girly and talkful, is only a bit taller than me, so i think i could take her. anyway, it was a pretty nice weekend what with the mexican rice and chips and all at the dinner.

anyway, i think i will be watching out from now on, because after the dinner they actually had grampa eat his hat. no joke! okay, so it happened to be mystically made of dark chocolate and ganache on the inside, but still. it was a hat and we ate it. which seemed wrong somehow.

hear, hear!

so lasterday i got to undergo my last pre-tube hearing tests, and hear are the resultings:

i can hear well enough, misplaced all that ear fluid i'd been carrying with me and don't need tubes anymore. and the glasses although making me look all doctorful, aren't really my prescription, i just borrow them from mr. potato head when i'm reading. well that was a lot of doctor appointments for nothing, wasn't it?

hard work

but someone's gotta do it.

lasterday officially started my sixth month on earth, and as such the following are on my to do's list:

• keep head level-so all done
• say "ah-goo"-yep, done too.
• bear some weight on legs-check
• sit without support-sometimes, but i'm still a bit schlumpity
• turn toward talking-yep
• razz-wow! that sounds exciting, i should look into that.
• stand holding onto someone-hmm, i'll get right on that.
• object if you take away a toy-chris helps me practice with this one.
• work to get a distant toy-problem being, i often scoot the wronged direction.
• babble-done
• creep or crawl-hmmm
• pick up tiny things-guess i need to find something tiny and try this out.

anyways, all this development makes me tired.

later!

yum

so lasternight i got to stay up and fellowship with mom and dad and the refuge peeps and kylee-baby-sister person. which was cool and fuddrucker's-ish. and i had a chocolate shake and some fries and a hot dog (but no dippy sauce, i'm a purist when it comes to hot dogs) and even my chocolate chip cookie.
surprise-ishly, i had troubles falling asleep once i did finally go home. which is too bad really, cause sleep seems to make mom and dad more wakeful during the daylight times and more fun to play with. in all reality hiding from them isn't that hard when they're unconcious. anyway, got to go play at the splash fountain with aunt lizzie today, which was fun, but so far, no milk shakes today. maybe later, if i look all cute and innocent.
yeah, that should work.

gradumation

so i'm all awake in the middles of my napped so that i can go to chris-brother's end of year party. apparently this involves going to his school and eating ice cream. although not so much of the ice cream for me as for the former toddlers and parents. which is weird. if they all are graduationed from toddler class what are they now?

just very small grown ups? or something else? hmm...i'm thinking chris is a maybe a llama, but i could be wrong. suppose we'll have to wait and see if he gets any bigger.

the best place to read

is curled up in bed at the cracks of dawn with a good book. like green eggs and ham. if your parents come in to check on your laughs, though, just ignorant them, and they will go aways.
which lets you have more time for stories, so that's all good.
after a few morning you'd think they'd get a clue and just leave you alone until you were ready to get out of bed, but apparently not so much.