I'm home

They finally let Mommy and Daddy bring me home this morning, along with a pile of medications to keep taking. I'm so happy to be back with my toys that I don't even complain about the medicine. I'm still wheezing a lot, but doing much better. And I bet after I have a few nice uninterrupted naps I'm going to feel great! They don't let you sleep much in hospitals.

Finding Nemo is my favorite thing in the WORLD now.

Terri

*cough wheeze*

Throw a little prayer my way if you have a chance today. I'm about to spend my second night in the hospital recovering from what looks like a big asthma attack. I've had a hard time breathing and I've been a little scared, but I'm starting to perk up and look for mischief around my room. I'm getting to watch lots of TV and eat lots of Jello and ice cream! Hopefully we'll be home tomorrow.

Today Mommy and I were reading stories before my nap. I chose my butterfly counting book and brought it over to Mommy, saying "Butterflies!" When we opened the book to the first page and started counting the butterflies, I pointed and said out loud "One! Two! Fee!" I counted on my fingers too. Mommy got very excited and made me do it over and over, then gave me a treat. I'm on my way to my Nobel Prize now!

You don't know fun until you've wallowed in an empty wading pool with a friend and a bunch of balls.

Me, Mommy, and the new baby on April 3. She's even bigger now, folks.

From our March 11 trip to the SA Zoo. I'm seeking refuge from this very bizarre looking creature, the hot sun, and the crowds of rude schoolchildren. Who knows what that thing is?

I'm trying to sweep up this mess, but the puppy keeps licking my knees! (Whoever heard of a place where leaves fall in the spring, anyway?)

Goin' for a walk.

Showing the puppy that I, too, have a tongue.

These are a little old (March 12), but really should be shared with the world. I got to meet Sarah's new puppy Addie Mae for the first time! Imagine all those poor adults reeling from the cuteness of a golden puppy and ME at the SAME TIME. We both wiggle a lot, so I imagine we were hard to capture on film.

Monkey Cereal

I have kind of strange eating habits these days. What can you expect from a toddler living with a pregnant woman? Most of the time there is only one thing I want to eat. I ask for it nicely, smiling and nodding to encourage parental compliance. I sneak into the pantry to try to get it for myself. I refuse other food that is given to me. And I fall to the floor weeping and thrashing when my will is denied.

This very special food is cereal with milk and a spoon. Just like the big people eat. My favorite kind has four big letters on the box that say L-I-F-E alongside a picture of Curious George. Since I cannot read the words on the box very well (cut me some slack, I'm still working through that song), I call it Monkey Cereal! Sometimes when I ask for it I scratch my armpits and say "Oooh oooh ooooh, heee heee heee" like a monkey. That makes Mommy and Daddy laugh.

SHOES!

One thing that can distress me a LOT is people failing to wear socks and shoes at all times. Or wearing the wrong socks and shoes. I try to remedy this problem whenever I see it. These particular shoes were just lying on the floor, unused, and I needed to take care of them. Don't I look smashing?

I'm becoming quite fond of choosing my own clothes. Mommy usually manages to put me in things that *she* likes, but sometimes when she gets me out of bed I have an agenda in mind and head right to my dresser to show her what I have picked. I LOVE wearing my bathing suit and swim diaper lately! Sometimes Daddy even lets me play in the sprinklers or my pool.

I was very proud.

Here I am blowing out my TWO candles for the second time. The first time they were lit, I hesitated for a moment, and Jacob beat me to it!

Mommy and I spent almost all day making this cake for me to share with my friends. I got to pour in the ingredients, stir the batter, help with the decorations, and "clean up" the frosting bowl. My new words of the day are "cake," "fosting" and "butter."

Cream and sugar, Daddy?

I immediately set to work preparing tea for Jacob, Daddy, and Jacob's Daddy.

This is rapidly becoming my favorite toy of all time. I didn't even want to open any more presents once I saw it, I just wanted to have a tea party. I keep running around the house shouting "Tea! Tea!" in an excited voice. Thank you, Grandmama!