Our Little Gourmand

Bella is getting a bit picky about the food that she eats. Well, maybe not so much about what she eats as how she eats it. For her morning meal, she usually has baby cereal, and lately I have been having Trix (it was on sale). Well, she sees the Trix and wants to partake in the colorful sugary-ness, so I put a little handful of them on her tray. That was all fine and dandy, until one day, she decided that the baby cereal and Trix needed to be combined in an attractive yet simple way so as to be enjoyed simultaneously. All that to say, now when she has cereal, each spoonful has to have a little Trix sitting on top (sometimes two, but never of the same color). We see a Food Network contract in her future.

The Cutting Garden

One of Bella's new words is "pretty", although it just sounds like "pweeee!" with great vocal inflection. She used that word a LOT today when I took her to the cutting garden. She sat in her stroller while I cut flowers, and kept pointing at all the beautiful colors saying "pweeeee!" and "plsssss" (please) and "mmm-hmmmmm!" which usually means that she wants to get down. So the nice lady who owns the place brought her a little newborn kitten to see, so that kind of satiated her hunger for all the pretty flowers. Here's what we brought home:

First Haircut

Bella got her first haircut tonight. The curls were cute, but there were so many different lenghts and textures back there that it just looked scraggly. So, here is the product.

Kite Flying!

Dad and Mom took me to the soccer field this morning to fly my Winnie the Pooh kite. It was very fun. Dad did a great job of flying the kite while I roamed all around to my hearts content. We did have a little problem though when I tried to help dad with the kite string....I kinda got caught up in it. But all is well and it got me good and tired for my first morning nap. :)

Swimming!

Yesterday when mom and I went out to do laundry at Grammy and Grandpa's we took my swimming pool with us. I got to do LOTS of swimming. Well, not so much 'swimming' as 'throwing rocks in the pool'. That seemed like a lot more fun. Oh, and 'getting in and out of the pool, over and over and over again'. That was also very fun. Mom and I had a lovely time outside, and I really hated to go inside.

Peeking through the Window at Mom

Blech.

Today is not a great day for me. I wake up crying with a horrid diaper rash. Then I woke up from my first nap throwing up. And then I threw up again. And again. Mom is using the laundry facilities in our apartment complex for the first time, thanks to me. I feel awful, and I think it shows.

Yay for Uncle Scotty!

I Think Mom Hates Me.

My Beautiful Family on Mother's Day