Well, of course, first I need some food for fuel.
Hello! Here I am! Aren't I gorgeous?? 
Now, a break to hydrate. Mommy thought that Grandma would get a kick out of my Holly Hobbie hat. Mommy was also a little offended by my earlier comment, and wants me to add that February 15th is ALWAYS a beautiful day.
It seems like every time something interesting happens, I end up in my play pen. If only I were a few inches taller, I could see what Mommy was up to. 
Here you can see me looking out at Mommy. (Turns out she was only vacuuming - not so interesting.) As you can see, my "gash" on my forehead is healing nicely. For any who are wondering, I bumped my head on Daddy & Mommy's bed. It sure did bleed a lot. But, I think Mommy cried more than me. I'm not sure why. She wasn't bleeding at all. 
I've learned that when I feed myself it always takes a lot of concentration. Otherwise, how would I be able to pick up those little Cheerios??
Well, now I am ready for a few bites. I like to take a few Cheerios in each hand, so I can relax my brain a little during the meal. The only thing is sometimes it makes Daddy a little nervous when I put too much in my mouth at once.
What? I know this looks like a lot of time that I spend eating, but this is where I get my energy to explore. Just today I climbed up stairs for the first time! That made Daddy nervous, too.
Today I was delivering a soliloquy to Mom as she was on the computer. I had a whole lot to say. Mommy must have thought it was all pretty important because she stopped typing and started taking pictures. It's a pity the camera didn't catch my audio. On a separate note, don't you all think I look ghetto-fabulous?? 
Mommy & I like to keep up to date on all the latest news via the internet. Daddy listens to NPR on the drive home so that we can all discuss current events. Here you see me crawling to the kitchen to check what's new on the Drudge Report. Recently, we saw a few people had been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize. Al Gore? Give me a break! Rush Limbaugh? I don't think so. Mommy & I like Sean Hannity better than Rush, but I don't know why either of them would qualify for a Nobel. 
Anyway, although I don't like to brag, Mommy has said that if there were ever a Nobel Happiness Prize, I'd be a shoe-in. Thanks Mom!
Here I am with my friend Joy. She came with her sister Elisa to visit today. I'm showing her some points of interest in my book . Joy's about a year older than me, and she is SO smart! She can even talk. All I say is "Dada" and "Mama."
Joy, I'm sorry that I only have one bow to chew on. It's my favorite thing to do while I read. 
Hmmm, such a bad reaction. Maybe not everyone likes to munch on Chistmas bows. Maybe I should reconsider...
And then came Monday... I had my 9 month check up at the doctor, and it just went downhill from there. I have been spending this week trying to get some molars through. For those of you who don't remember this process, it is terrible. Mommy recommended a book that might be able to help me through. As if all this wasn't bad enough, Mommy had to take a picture of me (for the blog, no less) wearing all mis-matched clothes. Fortunately, this week is coming to a close. Hopefully, new week, new attititude...
Ah! Here is something a little more wholesome. I'm just beginning a good book. Mommy likes a good read, too.
Here you can see me in the middle of a game of peek-a-boo with one of Daddy's CD cases. He is so nice to let me play with them.
In this picture I'm playing with a horse from my IKEA farm that I got for Christmas from Opa & Grandma. Mommy and I are very excited because there is supposed to be an IKEA coming to Charlotte. Daddy isn't as excited and is trying to hide Mommy's credit cards.
There it is, that magazine I have been waiting all day to crumple and chew on to my heart's content. Everyone always seems to want to read it just as I pick it up. If I could only find an accomplice to hand it over!
Oh yeah! I got her right where I want her. Just a few more minutes of staring into this angelic face, and that Reader's Digest will be all mine!
Being at Grandma's is great - she lets me lick off the spatula. At home, Mommy says it's something only big girls can do. I'm beginning to think there might be ulterior motives...
Mommy says it's never too early to learn. Here I'm beginning to master the skills of sudoku.
Here's something else I learned from Mommy - the importance of fine foods. If I can only figure out how to get those silly M&M's out!
Here I am on Christmas Eve playing with my new dolphin. Daddy, after the 58th picture, I get so tired of smiling.
It's Christmas Day. Here I am opening up my first present ever. It's from Uncle Thomas & Aunt Christina. Mommy and Daddy had to help me some, I was only interested in chewing on the ribbon.
The day after Christmas, of course, calls for hitting the sales. Mommy bought Christmas cards for next year and some Christmas sweaters for me for next year! Hard shopping is exhausting. And, it's important to keep hydrated. Here I'm getting a sip of some water! (Mommy said no egg nog for a while yet.)
Uh-oh! After a big shopping spree, all I came home with was Cheerios & stuffed animals. Now my piggy bank is empty, and I didn't buy Mommy & Daddy anything for Christmas. So, this year I'll have to gift myself. I hope they like this idea. (And, I hope this lack of foresight won't affect me negatively come Christmas 2007.)
Here I am with Grandpa & Grandma's dog - Charlie. Please notice how cute we are in our Christmas outfits. I am having too much fun with Charlie. Mommy says that she isn't so sure how much fun that Charlie has with me.
Here I am with Great-Grandma Bomgaars by the Christmas stockings.
I am waiting on a bath now. This is Great-Grandma Wagenaar.
At home, I always take a bath in the tub. Here I get to take a bath in the kitchen sink! It is great! There are lots of fun things to grab and pull in. I think sometimes Mommy gets bored when I take a bath, and this is a good way to keep her busy.
The Charlotte based 145th Airlift Wing has been my unit for the last year.
The military has added so much to my life and even launched my civilian career.
Article 6 - Air Force Code of Conduct
"I will never forget that I am an American, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America."
God Bless America
