I have learned a lot of things this week with Toddler H home and not at Faunty Liz's. For example, I learned that I am great at breaking into blogs and taking them over. Wha ha ha....so today this is not T Days this is Leee-days!
Since Toddler H isn't here, Faunty Liz takes me to the pool everyday and I get to float in the water and splash. I am getting quite good at it. I take my swimming very seriously. Faunty Liz says that if H were here this week that she wouldn't be able to take me swimming because she can't handle two babies all by herself.
Faunty Liz says that I need to fit in when I go to Portland next week, so I got some Hippy outfits. I am super excited to see all of my cousins in style.
My big day continued when I picked up Auntie Ali and Uncle Scott and took them to the airport. I got very tired on the way and Auntie Ali had to sing me the horsie song and Uncle Scott had to find my bottle and binky. Faunty Liz sang me "Yellow Submarine" all the way home because I really liked it. By the time I got back to Faunty Liz's apartment I was sound asleep. I was quite happy to get in the house and go right back to sleep. Even in sleeping, my big day wasn't over. Faunty Liz painted my toe nails while I slept in the swing. Now I have groovy green toes.
Since this is Toddler H's blog, I guess I should show you some pictures of him. Here are some images of him from last week. We got to go swimming because Faunty Lis had help when Cousin Lucinda was visiting. Toddler H got his hair styled in a Mohawk when we went swimming. Don't you think he looks TUFF?
Another thing that I learned is that I totally rock the mohawk way harder than Toddler H.
Well that's all for now intermanets. I'm just a baby and this is a long blog.....my fingers are tired.
Lots of love-
Baby Leah
5 comments:
This is Spoil Baby Leah Day. I LOVE the new clothes and I think you should definitely give H the stink eye if he goes after the new toys. Love the hawks and glasses.
Dear Leah,
I think you need to remember that H loves to share with you now. He tries to feed you bottles and animal crackers. And if your not hungry, too bad. So, let him wear your one of your hippy outfits. Just once or twice.
Love Mama.
baby leah-
while i promote sharing like your mother and would kill to see H in one of your hippy outfits, i would also kill to see you give H the stink eye and move his hands away from things. he sooooooo deserves it.
I had a dream about that toy phone, Baby Leah. Weird. And you do rawk the 'hawk so much better. Your hippie outfits are faboo. Don't worry, H will come swimming with you soon. With his giantfat mama.
Dear Baby Leah,
You were the highlight of my day. Beans didn't care about us leaving at all. It's like he doesn't even love us anymore. You love us. I saw those moony eyes you gave your Uncle Scott. I even liked you when you cried and I had to sing you songs I no longer like. I can't wait to see you on Saturday. I hope your nice to the passengers on the plane.
Love Auntie
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