This, That and the Other Thing....

I'm Back!!!!

2011-05-16T19:55:00.001-04:00

You probably thought I would stop blogging just because I moved. But nope! I'm back! It's just been really busy the past few months. We packed up my toys, and moved to a completely different state!

I was worried that the Easter Bunny might not know where I am now. But Mom said that Santa and his Elves make sure to let the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy know when kids move. Even better, they try to keep the Boogie Man that lives under my bed out of the loop.

And don't worry... when we packed my toys we didn't throw my baby sister in the box too. She moved with us. She changed a lot since we moved. She can pull herself up, she crawls around, she has 2 whole teeth, and she's always putting my toys in her mouth. I don't like it when she does this. They get all wet and gross.

Do they have carousels where we are moving?

2011-03-19T19:56:00.001-04:00

I still need to have my very special interview with Mommy about this move to Williamsburg, but until then... I'm taking advantage of her and Daddy taking me to the carousel. It's one of my favorite places in the whole wide world. This is me on the Spinny Thing. Dad just stands next to it, but Mommy gets in and spins with me. She usually regrets it cause she gets a little nauseous. She also learned the hard way to get her coffee at the Starbucks across from the carousel AFTER we do the Spinny Thing.

Mom hasn't been around much because she's had to go down to Williamsburg to start her job. But she says I'll like it there because there are horsies and sheep and lots of other little kids there. I'm not sure what to expect. But I'm taking it day by day. Right now I'm focused on one thing: MY BIRTHDAY! Next week. March 27th.

The BIG 4 YEARS OLD!!!!

Yoga with Sadie

2011-02-26T10:52:00.000-05:00

I've been giving yoga a chance, but it's hard. I like lacrosse, and basketball, and games where I run around. So, being quiet for a moment is actually kinda hard. When I'm in crowds, I'm more Zen-like. But at home, it's all about getting bonkers! Especially if I have a bowl of Trix.

(Note from Sadie's Mom: Say no to Trix. After checking the amount of sugar, we changed to Cheerios immediately. It's amazing her head didn't pop off. Here's a photographic example of the results.)

Here is my interpretation of this "yoga" stuff. And is it Namaste or Llama-stay? I like llamas- they are like camels, but not really. I also think all yoga should be done in big poofy skirts - they allow for lots of movement.

Gulp

2011-02-21T10:12:00.000-05:00

I lost Blankie. We went to the shopping center with the Barnes and Noble and the restaurant with the Fire Truck, and it was really, really windy! So windy that the tree that they used for the Christmas Tree at the White House - it blew down! I had it when I got out of the car. But somehow in the course of the day... I lost it. But Mommy said another little kid must have needed Blankie more than I did, so Blankie decided to go with the kid. I was sad. But then Mommy said it was time to go to Target because a new Blankie needed to choose ME!

This is me and old Blankie. She was a great friend.

So we got in the car (Dad and Mom looked like they were gonna cry, so I kept quiet.) And we drove to Target. I got in the cart and SHAZAAM!!!! Like magic, it took off! And it was going here and there, and turning around, and doing all sorts of crazy things. And then it stopped in front of a big display of Blankies. And the new Blankie picked **ME!!!** She's light pink on one side, and has pink, brown and white stripes. And she's soft! Really, really soft!

I thought old Blankie might come back and visit, but Mommy said it's good to love and miss the old Blankie, but now it's time to make new memories with new Blankie. I think I'll be okay, and I hope that new kid really takes care of old Blankie. To be honest, she was a little worn out - and she accidentally dipped herself in Mom's lasagna the other night.

When new Blankie is well-adjusted in the family, I'll take a picture and introduce you to her. She's really quite lovely.

Sadie Angelica: Style Icon

2011-02-16T22:27:00.001-05:00

Yes, you heard it here first. The poofy skirt is totally "in" this season. I also have one in hot pink with hearts on it, and I highly recommend you stand over a heater whenever possible. It feels nice and makes the skirt extra poofy. As for tops, one my favorite shirts is my Peanuts "One Love" t-shirt, although I just got a rockin' Curious George tee.

But that's not what I'm really here to talk about with you. Although style is very important to me, there have been developments that cannot be ignored.

I have been informed by Mom and Dad that we are moving. I'm shrugging it off like it's not big deal. Mom has been putting books in boxes and they are all over the place. Apparently, Mom got a new job at that Colonial Williamsburg place. I gotta admit, I did have fun there. As soon as we went in the bookstore, I put on a College of William & Mary hat and tried to grab a football.

I'm a little confused about the details of all of this. I'm already planning another interview with Mommy... 'cause I have questions.

Are we taking Georgie?

Can I bring my big Ladybuggy pillow?

Can I still have cranberry juice before bed?

Seriously, do they get wi-fi there? I can't live without Berenstein Bears on YouTube.

There's a lot to discuss. And possibly negotiate. I'm good at that. If my parents can't meet me halfway on this - then forget it. I'm considering asking for more vanilla ice cream. And a later bedtime.

Princess and the Pea

2011-01-31T13:10:00.001-05:00

Mom was invited down to Colonial Williamsburg for another round of interviews and Dad, Georgie and I decided to go with her to see if it's a place where we want to live. But I found the hotel room to be a bit challenging. I love hopping in and out of bed for a whole bunch of reasons. But apparently you aren't supposed to do that in the 18th century.

And can I still blog if we move to Colonial Williamsburg? Did they get wi-fi back then? This could be a dealbreaker for me. If I can't get YouTube, I'm not goin'. And Mommy paused when I asked her where Sesame Street was on the map when we were in the Visitor's Center. But I liked William & Mary... I might consider it for college. We'll see.

Okay. Georgina can stay.

2011-01-24T10:45:00.002-05:00

I've come to the conclusion that Georgie can stay with our family. I kept bugging Mom about taking her back to the hospital, but she wouldn't budge. She said she brought me home from the hospital too, and she didn't send me back when I cried. I guess she has a point.

So I'm trying to make the best of it. I like tickling Georgie. And that makes her smile.

But that kid drools a lot and gets it all over the blanket.

Ew. Gross.

I wish it snowed more....

2011-01-15T13:17:00.000-05:00

I remember last year it snowed A LOT. So much that Dad said some naughty words after digging the car out. But this year... not so much. And I find that to be a bummer. But it finally snowed a little bit the other day, so Mom and I went out and had an awesome SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!

Well, I fought harder than her. She was covered by the time we were done. Then I went to preschool and told Miss Shannon about our awesome snowball fight. And she drew this picture for me. I think it captures the battle very well.

But for the record - I WON!!!!
Hahahahahahaha!!!!!

It's hard to be serious....

2011-01-10T23:01:00.001-05:00

... it hurts my eyebrows. I don't recommend it.

I'm quiet, but I don't like quiet clothes.

2011-01-06T11:02:00.000-05:00

If you've met me in person, you know I'm not a big talker. Sure, I have a lot to say at home to my parents, but when I'm out and about - I tend to be lost in my thoughts. Which is why I love museums so much. I'm lucky because my parents and grandparents love taking me to museums, and zoos, and other places where I can look at stuff and quietly think.

So, before Christmas, we went to the Norman Rockwell exhibit at the National Portrait Gallery. Mom is a BIG fan, and she got a glimpse of it a few weeks ago. But when it came time to go, I decided that if I was going to go to an art museum, I should look.... creative. So I looked in my closet and decided on this outfit.

Apparently, people in Washington, D.C. don't see awesome outfits like this very often, because I got a lot of big smiles, a few laughs, and occassionally a look like this:

A lot of people were about to go on their Christmas break, so people asked my Daddy, "Did she dress herself? Because she looks fantastic!"

I then did a modern dance for them, which ended in this pose. Thank you. I'm available for quiet cocktail parties and fundraising events.

Christmas Wrap-Up 2010 (Get it, wrap-up?)

2010-12-27T12:59:00.002-05:00

I've been learning a lot about how to create a hypothesis on SesameStreet.org. I find this scientific method fascinating and keep playing it over and over. So, I thought I would create my own experiment to see if Santa really came and visited on Christmas Eve.

First, I left cookies and apple cider for Santa. My hypothesis is that when I wake up on Christmas morning, there will be fewer cookies on the plate and less cider in the mug.

Then, I took a break to explain to my little sister Georgie who Santa is and what he does on Christmas Eve. She found it really interesting. Then we went outside and sprinkled some reindeer food - which includes oatmeal, cranberries, glitter, and a bit of magic. Mommy added some extra magic from her stash in the kitchen. Then we went to sleep.

Then I woke up at 4:45am to see if Santa had arrived, but Mommy wouldn't let me go into the other room. She insisted that if I left the bedroom, the gifts magically disappear. They only stay if I sleep a little while longer. So at 6:15am, I bugged her again, and she said it was okay to get up. But she didn't seem super thrilled. This is what I saw! I think Mom and Dad were expecting me to yell and scream and jump around. It was all so overwhelming, I just stood there and stared. Then Mom mentioned the plate and the mug, and went to check out if my hypothesis was right.

It was. My hypothesis was correct - and he even left a thank you note! And I got a dollhouse, and a jump rope, and some new food for Sadie's Diner, and a Strawberry Shortcake matching game, and Hello Kitty lip balm that tastes like marshmallows... and ......

Dear Santa,

2010-12-20T12:21:00.001-05:00

I know we've had a bit of an odd relationship. I love you... I really do. But your beard kinda freaks me out. So when your postcard came, I wasn't sure I wanted Mom to read it to me. At the same time, I know you are a really great guy who does a lot of stuff for a lot of kids. And last year, you stopped by and left presents. And you even ate the cookies I left for you!

But I didn't see you. (For the record, I wear a nightgown now. Last year, I didn't bother.)

BUT, I still think you are pretty cool. So I always make sure to wave to you when I'm at the mall. And I was really surprised when you came driving down my street on the fire truck. (Sidenote: Could you turn down the sirens next time? The lights are pretty, but the noise is a bit much for my taste.)

Anyway, I hope it isn't too late to ask for something for Christmas. There's really only one thing I really want, and I'm willing to share it with my sister Georgina. I'd like real estate. Not like Mom and Dad have, but the kid kind. I'm looking for a 2 story, 2 bedroom, 1 bath colonial dollhouse. I'll put it in a nice neighborhood. I promise. It doesn't have to be furnished - I'm looking to make it my own.

Thanks Santa! Can't wait to track you on NORAD this year!
Love,
SadieBug (Big Sister of Georgie Bee)

The Moon is Broken!!!!

2010-12-10T10:07:00.001-05:00

I would like to point out to everyone something I noticed about 2 months ago. The Moon is broken. Yes, I know this may be shocking, but I pointed this out to Mom.

I pointed at the moon and told her very clearly, "The Moon is broken!!!!"
She responded that she would notify NASA about it and get back to me. A few days later, she said she contacted them, and they said they've been trying to fix it for a long, long time. Apparently, it breaks all the time! It starts out big and round, and as the month goes on, it breaks off in pieces! Little bits each night fall off, and eventually there's nothing left. Then, NASA starts putting it together again piece by piece, until it's round. But then it starts all over again.

I'd hate to be the guy in charge of that project.

I'm a big fan of the Moon. I say goodnight to her every night. I even read the book to my little sister Georgie.

And in case you have never heard Goodnight, Moon... let me read it to you. (I had a cold at the time, so my voice is a little off.):

My mixed feelings about preschool...

2010-11-10T12:13:00.000-05:00

Halloween was insane at preschool! Everyone was dressed up. They threw out the schedule and the rules. And it was anarchy! So, I threw something across the room during the chaos. And it hit Lucie.

Lucie cried. I was sad. Miss Bridget made me apologize. I didn't want to. And never wanted to go to preschool again.

I told Dad. I told Mom. I am NOT going to preschool. They kept making me go.

Until this morning, when I put my foot down and wouldn't leave the car. I REFUSED to go. I even hid in each corner of the car so Dad couldn't reach me. Miss Bridget tried to get me out. Miss Shannon made an effort. I was NOT going to preschool.

Dad gave up, and we drove about 10 minutes. And then I thought, "But what if I miss something at preschool that would be really great?"

I told Dad I was ready to go to school. So he turned the car around and he led me into the room. And it's a good thing I went back. Because if I hadn't.... I wouldn't have an AWESOME Turkey Hat with my name on it.

Halloween Round-Up!

2010-11-01T13:07:00.004-04:00

Friday was the Halloween parade at preschool. We all got dressed up and showed off our outfits. I was a beautiful orange butterfly.

But I think Taylor had the best costume. I thought she should be careful if she should meet the Big Bad Wolf. She looked yummy!

Georgie got dressed up too! She's a cute pumpkin... but I think the whole Halloween thing confused her.

Ellicott City was packed with people! I saw a lot of princesses, a banana, a chicken, a lion, and even a slice of pizza. I even found Waldo (of Where's Waldo? fame - I love his books!)

This was my first real official Trick-Or-Treating year since Mom and Dad didn't think I could handle it last year. Yeah, I'm shy around new people. I clam up. So this was a great exercise in meeting new people AND getting some candy in the process. I was nervous at first....

...But I got over it.

Especially when we stopped at a Mexican place on the way home and I checked out my stash. But I think Mom and Dad already stole some from my pumpkin. I pointed this out to them this morning, and they denied it. I noticed my Twizzlers (DAD) AND my Sweet Tarts (MOM) are missing... and those happen to be their favorites.

Pumpkins and other fun stuff...

2010-10-18T15:03:00.000-04:00

Mom is on a big corn maze kick. She found a list of all of the corn mazes in the area, and stated "We are going to go to as many as we can while I'm on maternity leave!!!"

We've been to 2 so far and are planning on another one this weekend. Mom is pretty happy about this.

Here's a little retrospective:

This is me picking out mini-pumpkins - one for each of us (even Georgina- who I have decided can stay with us. I was considering taking her back to the hospital.)

Daddy and I got a little silly with the corn.

I explored the pumpkin patch (but did not find The Great Pumpkin. Phooey!)

And this is me on the bestest hill slide ever!!! (I made her go on it 10 times.)

Sigh I tried....

2010-10-14T10:07:00.000-04:00

I've been looking for a new place to nap. This place, on Mom's old toy chest, did not work out.

Things I love about Preschool...

2010-10-13T09:00:00.000-04:00

There are a few things I love about going to school. First, I love seeing my best friend Lucie. I miss her when it's the weekend and I don't have school. Second, I love the playground! The swings, the slide, the jungle gym - everybody should have a playground.

And third... I get to meet really cool people. This is a fireman. I learned he's a nice guy even though he wears a big scary outfit. I'm supposed to run TO him - not away from him. AND I also know to call 9-1-1 if there's an emergency. As you can see in this picture... I take this very, very seriously.

Me and My Sister...

2010-10-07T14:13:00.001-04:00

About a month ago, I decided it was time that I should try holding Georgie, just like Mommy does. So I gave it a shot while Mom and Dad were close by in case I had a problem.

For the record, this kid is a bit heavy. And kinda on the big side.

Then I was thinking maybe this wasn't a good idea.

Then... I think she tooted.

Or possibly even more than a toot.

Yep, more than a toot.

But that's okay. She's my sister. And even though I mentioned to Mom last night (for the second time) that I thought we should go to the hospital to return Georgie - deep down I love my sister. Every time I come home from preschool, I check to make sure she's there and if she's awake. I say, "Hi Georgie!" and if she's crying I make sure to say, "It's okay. Don't cry, Georgie." Luckily, she doesn't cry much. Actually, I probably yell more than she does. It's how I get my way... but Mom keeps saying that we are going to put an end to "that kind of behavior".

We'll see about that.

I love Mama and Papa!

2010-10-01T11:57:00.002-04:00

I still watch Elmo a lot, but lately I've been loving the Berenstain Bears! They live in a treehouse in Bear Country, and I'm hoping Mom and Dad will consider this kind of house in our next move. I've also decided that I will no longer use "Mom" and "Dad" to refer to my parents. They are now Mama and Papa!

I told Mom the other day that she is just like Mama. Here's what it says about Mama on the Berenstain Bears website: Warm, wise and witty. She is president of the Bear Country Garden Club and is a champion quiltmaker. Mama's favorite recipe is honey cured salmon. The only real problem she has in life is Brother and Sister's messy, messy room.

Okay, maybe they aren't exactly alike...

But I told her that I think they look alike too. When I told Mom that, she decided she needed a makeover.

And I can't wait until Halloween! Maybe Mom and Dad can be Mama and Papa Berenstain. That would be so cool!

I went to the Dentist!!!

2010-09-30T10:56:00.004-04:00

Mom had to go to the dentist to have some work done on her mouth. I've been really good about brushing my teeth and sometimes I remember to "Pa-Too" the toothpaste into the sink when I'm done. So, Mom and Miss Kim (her dental lady) thought they would check on my progress. I knew Miss Kim from Nana's real estate office because she does that too. Miss Kim is a real smart lady with lots of talents.

First, I got into the big chair. That was easy. Miss Kim lowered it down so I could get in and then she pushed a button and it went up like a special commander chair of a space ship.

Then, she turned on the light. It was really bright. I wasn't sure what to expect at this point.

Miss Kim asked me to open my mouth real wide. And she tried to see all my teeth and make sure everything was a-okay. It was. I try to brush the ones in the back as much as the ones in the front. I use a special Thomas the Train toothpaste that is tasty AND keep my teeth clean.

Because of all of my hard work... I got a special prize! This is me with my new special blue sparkly toothbrush. It's the perfect size for me. I also picked out a toothbrush for Mom. It's purple. And big. It's perfect for her big mouth. Wait... that didn't come out right.

This my friend Jerry... he's in a band.

2010-09-12T10:52:00.000-04:00

Jerry has lived in my house my whole life. He's a groovy little dude with a big beard. My daddy said his music is really awesome, and we listen to it in the car all the time when we are driving to the library. But I thought all of you should meet Jerry too.

It's been a very hot summer...

2010-08-21T09:11:00.000-04:00

There have been days this year that were over 100 degrees!!! So, I figured out that if I tap dance over the air conditioning, it can keep me cool.

I get distracted sometimes, but I was also pointing out my awesome KISS Mr. Tater Head. It looks like he is holding a violin (but I know it's a guitar.) I haven't decided which instrument I want to play... I like guitars, violins, but I really like drums. But Mom isn't always a fan of my drumming. I like it loud.

I'm not used to having Georgie around...

2010-08-21T01:59:00.000-04:00

I think Mom and Dad are trying to make sure that I'm okay with Georgina being around. She's fine. She sleeps most of the time. I sometimes give her a kiss on the head, but I'm a little scared of her. She's so little!

But I think Mom and Dad are making an extra effort in making me feel special. Mom spends a lot of time with Georgina -- feeding her, changing her, and for some reason she keeps smelling the top of Georgie's head.

So, Daddy gave me a Friday Night Bath and let me play for an extra long time. We had fun together and I splished and splashed. I need to remind Mommy to get more bubbles though. Here's a picture:

I'm a Big Sister!!!!

2010-08-16T22:13:00.008-04:00

Mommy went to the hospital on Thursday, and when I went to see her... she had a baby in her arms! I guess this is "Baby 2"... but is also known as Georgina Riley. She was born on August 12, 2010 at 10:49AM and is 20 inches long and 7 lbs 4 oz at St. Agnes Hospital. It's the same place my Daddy was born in 1977 and I was born in 2007.

Since I didn't know which way I was supposed to come out, the doctors got me out by doing something called a C-Section. So Georgina had to come out the same way. But that meant Mommy had to stay in the hospital until today. It was just me and Dad at home, and I got a cold and Dad just looked really, really tired.

When Mom and Georgina came home, they looked really tired too. So far, Georgie just sleeps a lot. And when she isn't sleeping, she's eating. But being her big sister, I want to make sure she gets off on the right foot. So, from this point on, I am going to help her with her blog as her editor. AND she is also an honorary member of the Balloon Fairy Unit.

I even have a video I'll post later of her with the hiccups! It's funny... but until then... here's Georgina's little blog project. Be nice, follow her blog and leave comments - she's new here.

Music Break!

2010-08-03T12:02:00.005-04:00

I've been listening to "Tall" by Milkshake a lot lately. But sometimes you need to find new tunes. So, I'm giving this one a try. It's from Barefoot Books. And I like the song's jazzy feel.

I've been a social butterfly lately...

2010-08-03T11:41:00.013-04:00

... and for the record, Katie's 3rd Birthday Party was AWESOME! She had a Hello Kitty theme, and it was a nice smaller affair with (left to right) Katie, Alison (Katie's big sister), Lucie, Natalie, and me. (It was a smaller Balloon Fairy Unit meeting - but we are still recruiting. Tell your friends...)

We even played pin the bow on the Hello Kitty and I found my secret talent. Even when you blindfold me and spin me around, I got the bow right above her little kitty ear!

And see that cake? It was not only yummy, but cute too. But you want to know what's awesome about Katie's house?

This is her playhouse! It used to be her Mommy's but now she shares it with her sister. It's a one bedroom efficiency with an eat-in kitchen and shelf. It's perfect for tea parties, get togethers, and preschool gossip sessions.

I know the market is down right now, but Katie isn't planning on selling for a long, long time. I think it's an excellent investment. Plus, it has gorgeous curb appeal.

Then, yesterday I had a playdate with my friend, Jonah. He's a little younger than me, but Dad thought it might be good preparation for when Baby 2 gets here. I've been told that I'll need to be "sweet and gentle" with Baby 2. And also "patient". I just want Baby 2 to get here so I can sit on Mommy's lap again when she reads to me.

Best Party EVER!!!!

2010-07-21T16:49:00.008-04:00

So, my bestest friend Lucie is turning 3, which is a pretty big milestone. Her brother's birthday is around the same time, so they had a joint birthday party two weekends ago. Mom and Dad were driving me to Lucie's house, and they were a little worried about finding it... but then Mom said, "Ummmm... it must be the one with the castle."

Oh Yeah! A Castle! A Big, Bouncy Castle with a Waterslide!!!!!

I have to say, I only went down the waterslide twice because I found it to be freakishly high. Mom said my eyeballs got HUGE both times. I swallowed my fear and went down, but after the second time I didn't feel like I had anything to prove to anyone. I proved to myself I could do it, and that was good enough for me.

But then, about halfway through the party, Lucie's brother Mitchell and his friends all got Batman capes. They were alright, I guess... but then... Lucie's mom, Miss Shannon, whipped out PINK Batgirl capes!!! How awesome! And then I thought, "This is the perfect uniform for my Balloon Fairy unit." You can see my group of recruits here. Lucie is my second in the command. (And the 4th kid with the Batgirl t-shirt.)

Baby 2 Needs to Come Out of Mommy's Belly!!!

2010-07-09T12:15:00.005-04:00

I keep saying that to her... and she always looks at me and says, "I know, but it's not time yet." Well, this kid better get here quick because there isn't enough room on Mommy's lap for me to sit and read with her. And she grunts everytime she gets up out of a chair or picks something up that I dropped.

This was her a few weeks ago.

We were in a rush to get out of the house, but Dad took a quick picture. She's bigger than this now. She's been helping me use the potty a lot lately since she's in there all the time. Something about Baby 2 using her bladder as a trampoline or something.

Then she took this picture while we were on the Eastern Shore during the 4th of July. She said that people need to see Baby 2 from her perspective. And she pointed out that she leaned forward a little bit so you could see her toes. Normally she can't see her toes. That's why she's been so hard on me lately to pick up my toys.

And yeah, Mom and Dad told me Baby 2 does have a name and we practice saying it outloud. But I'm not allowed to tell anyone until she's born. Not even Nana or Poppy.

I like the name. It's pretty.

The Gigantic Bunnies are attacking...

2010-07-06T08:51:00.005-04:00

... by using an inner heat shield that is creating 103 degree temperatures in the Mid-Atlantic region. I should've known they would do something like this! I'm taking ideas of how we can fix this little problem... and defeat the Gigantic Bunnies. Here's what I'm thinking....

I'll call up the Balloon Fairy unit and we will fill up our balloon baskets with ice cubes. We will also accumulate an arsenal of water balloons. Then we will float over the region and drop them. The ice cubes will melt on the way down, and people will be refreshed as we aim the water balloons for their heads. That's what I'm thinking.

FEMA has nothin' on me.

Other creative ideas can be left in the comment section below.

I am the Supreme Leader of the Universe (or at least, the Balloon Fairy unit)

2010-07-02T14:27:00.007-04:00

Miss Maria, one of Mom's friends, had a dream about me and posted this on Mom's Facebook:

I have to share my dream with you. I was going to battle against the gigantic bunnies with my general (who was a plant sprout). I turned to call up the Balloon Fairy unit and discovered that the commander was Sadie. Her uniform was an oversized tshirt. I'm trying to figure out what all this means, but I'm sure that if ...Sadie was in charge of the unit then they must be a cunning and fierce fighting unit.

The fact is, I am the commander of the Balloon Fairies. You can see my uniform in that picture there. We are a tough little group. And when those gigantic bunnies get out of control, SOMEBODY has to do something - and it might as well be me. And there's nothing wrong with an oversized t-shirt uniform. They are just as good as dresses and they allow you to kick bootie when necessary.

And I know how to kick bootie. (This is me with my game face on. Bunnies hide when they see it.)

If you would like to apply to be part of my Balloon Fairy unit, please leave a comment and your special skills. We are looking for tough, imaginative people who speak Gigantic Bunny. This language skill is very important, and yet, very rare. We may overlook this if you are willing to share your applesauce and mandarin oranges, as these are my favorite snacks. I like lemonade too.

Finally, it's not so hot anymore!!!

2010-06-30T13:26:00.004-04:00

I don't think hot weather is all that great. It makes my hair curls kinda funny, I get a little sluggish, and I love my blankie - but in hot weather, blankie feels pretty thick and heavy.

It's been 100 degrees lately! No really. I'm not making that up! Mom's train keeps breaking down because it's so hot. She keeps saying that some conductor is going to help her deliver Baby 2 on the side of the railroad tracks if this keeps happening. (I hope that doesn't happen. I want to be the first one to see Baby 2 - not some wacky conductor guy.)

But what's really weird is when it gets so hot, I see flowers, and ladybugs, and Elmos. Like in this picture. Elmo is a good guy, but this was just too much. Heat makes me goofy.

I've been thinking...

2010-06-25T14:44:00.008-04:00

... about Baby 2 a lot lately. (That's my old crib behind me with brand new bedding for Baby 2 - she gets a pink and chocolate brown theme.)

I think birthdays are an awesome thing, and I love to sing Happy Birthday to people and create birthday cakes out of my blocks. Then I have Mom and Dad blow out the imaginary candle. I used to be really excited about my friend Lucie's birthday party this summer, but now I'm thinking Baby 2's birthday is going to be WAY more exciting. Nothing against Lucie, but I've been waiting to meet Baby 2 for awhile.

At first, I was really nervous about it. I mean, being a big sister sounded really scary. And Mom is the youngest in her family, and Dad is an only child - so they didn't have ANY advice to give me. So I emailed Uncle Bryce. He's the oldest... then Uncle Eric... then Mom. He sent me a reassuring email after I asked him if I should be worried (and told him about my mad, awesome lacrosse skills I'm developing at the park.) This is what he wrote:

Dear Sadie,
I miss you, too! I hope you had a good time at the park today. If you practice really hard with your lacrosse stick, you might get to be as good as the people I saw on TV yesterday. They were college kids and could throw and catch the ball really well. I didn't see any of them throw the ball back over their shoulder, though. I'll bet that's really hard to do.

So you're worried about having a little sister, eh? I'm glad you asked, since I have some experience in this area. I have had a little sister (your Mommy) AND a little brother (that would be Uncle Eric) for a very long time.

First of all, lots of things are going to change when the baby arrives. Until now, It's just been You, your Mommy and your Daddy living in the house together. They have been able to give you all their attention and love. When the baby comes, Mommy and Daddy will have to spend A LOT of time with your new sister. Don't panic. This is normal. You're little sister is going to be really, really small and kind of helpless. Your Mommy and Daddy will have to pay attention to the baby and make sure she is fed and her diaper is changed and lots of other things. They need to make sure nothing bad happens to her. You see, babies are really needy and fragile creatures. Of course, you were just like her once. Remember when Mommy and Daddy weren't looking and you ate that battery? We don't want that to happen to your little sister, do you? I actually did something like that when I was little. When my mom (Grandma Nadine) and dad (Grandpa Bill) weren't watching me very closely, I opened the cabinet and spilled liquor all over the place and on myself. Liquor is a drink that is okay for grown ups but dangerous for kids. I sure wish I had a big sister or brother to tell me not to do that.

But now you're older and much smarter than that. In fact you are so smart now that your Mommy and Daddy are going to need your help with some things. You'll have to pick up your own toys and throw away your trash when you are done. You are going to have to be quiet sometimes so the baby can sleep and mommy and daddy can get a little rest. The baby is going to take a lot of your parents' energy. Sometimes they might even need to rest when they normally would be watching you and playing with you. You'll just have to play quietly by yourself then. Of course, you will want to play with your new sister, but remember that she is not a toy.

There will be lots of new rules about the baby:"Don't poke your sister.""Don't yell at your sister.""Don't push your sister.""Don't wake your sister up."...and so on and so on.

So far it sounds like kind of a drag, right? I'll be honest with you, Sadie. Sometimes it really is kind of a bummer that you won't be the only kid in the house anymore.Trust me, though, it will be totally worth the hassle. First will be all the excitement of someone new being around. When your Mom was born, I was just a little older than you. I was so excited that I jumped up and down and yelled "JOY! JOY!," and that became her middle name for a long time. (She had to change it when she married your Daddy because "Stephanie Joy Joynes" sounds kind of silly, doesn't it?)

As she gets older and bigger, you can show her how to do all sorts of things. It can be lots of fun to teach her how to draw pictures, stack blocks and look at books. It makes you feel good when someone learns something new because you taught them. You have the benefit of experience. Anything she does, you already did first. "Walking? That's easy. I can even run and throw a ball at the same time. Feeding myself? Please. Using the potty correctly? Almost there, but I'll definitely be there before the baby."It's is also really fun to make the baby laugh. You can gently tickle the baby or make funny faces and she will laugh with you. Now that's a good time! Once, I was making Uncle Eric laugh by running past the door to his room. I ran so fast one time that I forgot to stop. I accidentally ran into my bed and nearly broke my nose! Again, you and I do not have an older brother or sister to tell us not to do these silly things. Oh, well. At least Uncle Eric was laughing.

As you both grow up, you will find that you have an automatic best friend. Soon you both can play together without mommy and daddy helping all the time. This will make the whole family happy. Your Mommy and Daddy are best friends, too, and sometimes they like to spend time together without your help. Someday when you are both older, you will still be friends. That's because she is family. Even when you get angry at her (and you will), she can't be far away. This makes it much easier to forgive her (or apologize to her) and be friends again.

But most of all, Sadie, remember this: Your Mommy and Daddy will always love you very, very much. Even when it seems like the baby is all they ever think or talk about, you will always be in their heart. You will always be special......because you were there FIRST! I hope this clears up any confusion and gets you excited to meet your new sister. If you have more questions, please feel free to ask.

With much love--Uncle Bryce

Uncle Bryce always makes me feel better about stuff.

I wish I was a Tater Head...

2010-06-22T15:32:00.005-04:00

I love my Mr. Tater Head... I even have one that looks like a member from KISS, cuz' I'm rockin' like that. But I heard that Mommy's friend Miss Jackie was having a problem. She was missing all the ears to her Tater Heads! I found this funny, because I had my ears, I just couldn't find the mouth!

There must be a secret place that all the Tater parts go when you aren't looking.

I'm preparing for Baby 2, sorta.

2010-06-15T12:41:00.004-04:00

There's been a lot of talk about Baby 2 in our house. Mom and Dad keep reminding me about earning my stars because they want me to be really on the ball when Baby 2 arrives. From what I understand, this kid could be a bit high-maintenance. But I've decided on a different kind of experiment.

Mom tells me not to pull on the curtains, so I just walk by them an brush them with my hand as if to say, "Oh yeah? Watch me..." Then she yelled at me not to jump on the couch, or my bed, or her bed. So instead, I tried to jump higher. When Dad tells me to put my clothes on, I run in the opposite direction. I find this hysterically funny.

They, however, do not.

In fact, Mom threatened to take away my pony privileges this morning. AND she said she might take me to the mall so we can walk by the ponies and not even ride them. That got my attention.
Now I'm practicing how I'm going to take care of Baby 2 - as you can see in this picture with me and Dolly.

Last weekend I had the BEST time...

2010-06-11T15:39:00.006-04:00

... at the carousel!!! I earned enough little stars by being good and well behaved that Mommy and Nana took me to the mall to ride the ponies. Of course, first we had to go to Babies R' Us to get some stuff for Baby 2 (who is making Mommy look really big!) But they let me sit with Big Bird for a little bit. Then they made me pose and smile... which sometimes I'm not in the mood. But I did, but I think you can tell I was faking it.

Then we went to the carousel and I got 10 rides! I split them between Nana and Mommy.

I find the ponies calming after a long week. I'm so busy taking care of Daddy all day.

But Mommy said that I can only ride the ponies if I'm good. And that means paying attention, putting away my toys, showing respect, and using the potty. I'm trying to think if the ponies are worth it... and I think they kinda are.

Dear People Who Spilled the Oil,

2010-06-11T15:07:00.004-04:00

I just want to say as the future of the United States of America... I am NOT happy with you. And you know what? Even though Elmo is smiling in this picture... he's not happy either.

I saw the ocean when I was in Savannah, and it's really pretty. And I noticed a lot of birds there. Pretty birds. And they fly and then swoop down to the water. If there's oil there, they'll get stuck. And that's not good. I started thinking about it, and that's why I have this look on my face.

MY mommy said that if you spill something (whether it is milk or oil), you should clean it up. And she also said you shouldn't let it sit there, because milk can spoil and get icky... and I think the same thing can be said for oil.

If you like this photo- check out the PBS Kids app. I think it's funny. But oil spills are not. Booo!!!!

Weddings and Babies and Stuff....

2010-06-04T16:08:00.006-04:00

Last weekend I did everything I planned to do for Memorial Day. I got up early, poked Mommy, asked for food, and played around all day long. I even went to the park with Mommy, Daddy, Poppy, Nana, Cousin Debbie and Charlie, AND Cousin Larry (who really is my favorite.) But while I was running around playing lacrosse with Daddy, their friends were really busy too!

Miss Mindy was really busy having a baby. This is Haley Lynn. She was busy being born. Her daddy was busy taking pictures and being excited.

And this is Mommy's college roommate from Syracuse University (who normally has an excellent lacrosse team, but didn't do so good this year.)

Her name is Miss Raj-Ann. And she got MARRIED!!! Her dress doesn't look anything like Mommy's -- but I really like it. It's all colorful and sparkly! And I totally dig the jewelry. Way cool!

This weekend, I'm planning on being a good kid! Why? Because apparently Mommy has an app on her iPhone that measures if I've been good or not. And if I earn enough little stars on it, I get to go for a ride on the carousel! I love those ponies! I'm going out of my way to be good. I'll try not to spill my water, keep my toys in my Elmo bag, and make sure I'm on my best behavior. Smiling a lot helps.

Yawn

2010-05-28T12:18:00.008-04:00

My plans for this holiday weekend are to wake up really early. Then, walk over to Mommy and Daddy, wake them up, and then play. I usually try to get up around 6:15am... but sometimes I'll make it to 7:00am on a weekend.

But this weekend I'm hoping to make the most of having Mommy at home instead of work. She's been moving kinda slow lately since Baby 2 is getting bigger in her belly. I keep telling her, "Baby 2 has to come out!" But it hasn't yet. Not for a little while longer.

Since she works a lot, I thought I would put our weekend plans into Corporate Agenda Form. I'm wondering how my performance plan will turn out.

Here is my agenda for the weekend:

6:15AM- Wake up

6:20AM- Laugh at my messed up hair

6:30AM- Poke Daddy and ask him for something to eat.

6:45AM- Poke Mommy and her for something to eat.

7:30AM- Put favorite "Don't Stop Believin'" Santa t-shirt in the wash because I spilled jam and some juice on it.

8:00AM- Play with Mr. Tater Head

Continue until I get hungry again.

12:00PM - Lunch!

1:00PM- Rest. But not nap. I'm getting too old for naps (I think.)

2:00PM- Play with Dolly, Elmo, and make some eggs in Sadie's Diner.

3:00PM- Poke Daddy for food again.

3:30PM- Make Mommy sing "The Itsy Bitsy Spider Song" for the 16th time.

4:00PM- Practice lacrosse with Daddy with my "Fiddle Stix". (I'm good at the behind the shoulder throw. Dad was really impressed when I did this. Mom wasn't. I was inside and my ball almost hit the computer.)

And play with Mommy for the rest of the day until I fall asleep around 8:30PM.

That's my plan and I'm stickin' to it.

There Are Only 3 Things You Need for Summer...

2010-05-25T16:18:00.006-04:00

1. You need a really awesome sundress.

2. Proper footwear is imperative. I personally like sandals or flip-flops.

3. A big inner tube. Mommy wouldn't let us take this home. So I ended up with a bouncy ball. The ball is also okay, but for the record, if your Mommy will buy you an inner tube, take her up on the offer.

P.S. If you have really soft and white skin like me, wear sunscreen. Daddy said he didn't do this when he was in Costa Rica and it was a "really, really bad idea". He also said Mommy reminds him of this whenever it gets sunny and he wants to go golfing.

Dogs Freak Me Out.

2010-05-22T12:31:00.003-04:00

Not ALL dogs, just the ones that bark a lot. I like Cleo (seen here). She's quiet and kind. She doesn't jump around a lot and she's pretty mellow. But Mason & Dixon... I call them "Barkies". They are loud and crazy. They jump on me, and I don't like it.

I have issues with cats too, but I think they are growing on me. The neighborhood cat at home is HUGE. Like a puma. But Uncle Eric and Aunt Aimee have a sweet little cat named Gizmo, and I like talking to him. I'd say hello, ask him if he liked my pretty dress, and I said to him, "Gizmo, I love you." He's a good cat.

But you know what really cracks me up? This car ad with the hamsters. I haven't seen them in person, but whenever this ad comes on, I laugh hysterically.

The Ocean is very big....

2010-05-20T14:07:00.005-04:00

And I am very small.

I've been so busy finishing up the year at preschool I haven't had a chance to post my goodies from my trip to Savannah. One of the highlights was seeing The Ocean for the first time. My Mom kept talking about The Ocean and I've been reading a book about it since I was really little. It talks about sand, and waves, and seagulls.

So I put on a pretty sundress for the event and we headed out to Tybee Island. And then I saw it. The Ocean is really big. I mean, super huge!!! I thought it was going to be like a big bathtub or maybe like when I was at the Aquarium, but no, it was way, WAY bigger than that. And you sink into the sand on the beach too. Mommy was nice enough to carry me towards the water because I thought I was going to get sucked into the center of the Earth.

Then, when we reached the water, the waves kept coming to get me! Nobody mentioned this part. Just when I thought it was safe, it tried to grab me again. Uncle Eric tried to make me feel better about it by dancing a little in the water, but I ended up running the other way. *Blush*

Here's a video of my first Ocean experience.

I LOVE Mommy's iPhone...

2010-05-14T09:55:00.005-04:00

I use it to watch Sesame Street and learn what the Word of the Day is (like habitat, penguins and my recent favorite - family).

So I asked Mom if I could borrow her iPhone. She said no.

So I smiled and said, "Please?"

Still no.

Then I smiled really, really big. But then it hurt my face.

Still a no-go.

Then I used this face.

And it worked!

Everyone says I look like my mom....

2010-04-24T21:17:00.008-04:00

Everywhere I go, everyone who knew my mom when she was my age says, "Wow! She looks exactly like you!" I like to think I'm unique in my own way. Then I see photos like these, and I think... "There's a lot of Daddy in me too." I have his feet, and when I was really little and I was still bald we looked a lot alike. But this photo makes it clear that this is MY daddy.

Plus, I get really silly with Daddy. Mommy can be so serious sometimes. DON'T take all of the sliced cheese out of the refrigerator. DON'T jump on the bed. DON'T leave cheese in her bed. All of these things I'm NOT supposed to do. But Daddy lets me get really silly - as long as I hold his hand in the parking lot. He gets kooky about things like that sometimes.

I'm lucky that I have such a silly Daddy. He thinks Mommy is my favorite, but I'm going to keep him guessing....

I'm not a huge fan of summer.

2010-04-14T09:40:00.003-04:00

I like the sunshine, I like running around in a sprinkler in an cute bathing suit - but I don't like the heat. I've always enjoyed cold milk, being barefoot on cool days, and I even like playing with ice. Last week, it was 90 degrees! Luckily, it's cooled off. As you can see from this photo, hot weather:

A. Makes me a little out of it and confused. (This is me staring off into space.)

B. I get a little floppy.

C. I look like a smaller Art Garfunkel

I've been struggling with the Art Garfunkel hair for awhile now, but on hot days, it looks particularly bad. *sigh* At least he has a nice singing voice.

The Easter Bunny and Santa Claus make me nervous.

2010-04-09T11:33:00.015-04:00

We don't see each other except once a year, so when I come face to face with the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus, I get a little scared. I want them to like me, and I want to like them. Plus, both of them give me stuff while I'm sleeping - so I try to make a good impression.

That puts a lot of pressure on a little kid.

When we first sat down at the restaurant, I scoped the place out for Mr. Bunny. But I didn't see him. Then I really thought about it. And big questions popped into my head.

Did the Easter Bunny have the same high expectations as Santa? Does he keep a list of who is good and who isn't? Had I really been good enough to earn candy and goodies? Then I started to get really worried. I thought about all the times I threw a Little Person across the room - particularly when it was Baby Jesus. And when I pulled off my Pull-Up without telling Daddy and hid it in another room. Then there was the time that I went into the refrigerator and pulled all of the packaged sliced cheese out of the little plastic covers, and left them for Mommy to find in strange corners of the family room. It occurred to me that I might be in real trouble when it comes to Mr. Bunny. And do Mr. Bunny and Santa talk? Because if they do....

Then I made eye contact with the Easter Bunny and he gave me some candy. That's when I realized we were cool.

*Phew*

I LOVE chocolate peanut butter cups!

2010-04-07T13:24:00.004-04:00

At first, I didn't love the peanut butter cups. Mom took one out of my Elmo basket and shoved it in my face and said, "You'll love these!" But I didn't believe her. I said point blank, "Don't. Like. It."

Then I smelled it. Then I licked the chocolate. Then I popped the whole thing in my mouth and WOW! It was really good. So I had another one. Then Mommy got her iPhone out and recorded this. I was halfway through my chocolate binge.

You can tell my feet are starting to get a little twitchy. After my FIFTH peanut butter cup, I couldn't control my legs and I wanted to DANCE! And RUN! and climb stuff. Dad wasn't to thrilled about this and took my Elmo basket away, to which I protested very loudly.

By the way, it was hard to talk during this video because apparently peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth. But I am still not a fan of the jelly bean.

I hope everyone had a Happy Easter! (Or Bunny Day... whichever you call it.)

Everyone should have a Bunny Hat!

2010-04-02T12:46:00.005-04:00

Don't you wish you had a bunny hat like mine? Yeah, you do! I made it during the Cotton TALES program at the Library. Get it?

Wait, I don't think you got the full viewing of my totally awesome hat! Check it out!

I'm so excited about Easter, even though I'm a little confused as to what it actually is. I've tried to figure it out over the past few years, but it still confuses me. Jelly beans and Jesus. I don't get it. I did see the Easter Bunny at the mall, but I found it weird to sit on his lap. It kind of creeped me out, so I just gave him a high five instead. Hope he still gives me candy.

Gender of Baby 2 Revealed!: Exclusive Interview with Mommy

2010-04-01T11:45:00.009-04:00

It's time for some serious reporting. Mommy and Daddy went to the doctor yesterday to make sure Baby 2 was healthy and stuff. They took me with them because they thought I should see what's going on in Mommy's tummy and why it's gotten really fat lately. Daddy reminds me, "She's not fat, she's having a baby." All I know is there is less room for me on her lap and she eats A LOT! So I asked her for a follow-up interview, since it had been awhile since we talked about this issue in a very direct journalistic way.

Anyway, I thought serious reporting needed a seriously cool outfit. I put on my new yellow top from my birthday, brown pants, and my new yellow flip-flops (which are a little big, but I don't care. They are WAY cute!) Then I picked up Snuffy and Big Bird to coordinate with my outfit.

I put on my game face, and started drilling Mommy on some of the hard questions I've had lately.

Me: Why are you so fat?

Mommy: (Laughing) I'm not fat. Baby 2 is growing in my tummy and is getting bigger each day. But yes, I am eating a lot. I've gained 20 lbs so far, and with you - I gained about 65 lbs!

Me: I had an awesome birthday, but will I have to "share" my birthday with Baby 2?

Mommy: Nope. Baby 2 should be here in August, so your birthday is your special day, and Baby 2 has a separate birthday.

Me: There's been a lot of talk about whether Baby 2 is a boy or a girl. Either way, that still makes me a Big Sister. Right?

Mommy: Yes, you will be a Big Sister regardless of the baby's gender.

Me: So..... is it a boy or a girl?

Mommy: Do you really want to know?

Me: Yes!!!!

Mommy: It's a girl.

Me: Does that mean I'm being replaced?! I'm a girl! You already have a girl!!!

Mommy: You are NOT being replaced. You will have a little sister. That means you will be teaching her lots of things that you learned either from me, Daddy, or all on your own. Actually, you've learned a lot already that you get to share with her. Like how to count, the alphabet, who Elmo is, how to make friends...

Me: That sounds pretty cool. I can do that. And I guess I could share some of my toys.

Mommy: We were thinking you might be able to share your bedroom.

Me: Say WHAT!?!?!?

And with that, I fell off my flip-flops.

My little pet peeve about being 3 years old is...

2010-03-29T15:42:00.021-04:00

... waiting around for Mom and Dad to get their act together so we can go to the B&O Railroad Museum. Jeez, how hard is it to get your stuff together, my stuff together, help me get my shoes on, argue with me about putting on a coat, AND get your car keys? *sigh*

But we had an awesome time celebrating my 3rd birthday. Check out my awesome t-shirt. Mommy got it for me. She thought it was appropriate for our museum visit. And I got my big pink Birthday Badge. I wore it all weekend so everyone knew it was MY special weekend.

I had a really yummy cake with all of my favorite Sesame Street characters on it, I got a bike (with training wheels) and a Snow White helmet, and I got the Little People SUV car! I practiced riding my bike at the elementary school playground. I'm hoping to pop wheelies one of these days.

Mommy says I get spoiled a lot, but all I know is that I got a lot of awesome presents (like blocks, a piggy bank, some clothes, a little train set....)

So, now I'm thinking of what I'll have on my cake when I'm 4 years old. Maybe a train. I like trains. But overall, I had a great birthday and am a happy kid for having such a great family. They even let me wear a winter hat when it's warm.

I Miss the Good Ol' Days....

2010-03-26T12:00:00.005-04:00

This picture was taken in November of 2008... I was about 1 1/2 years old. This was when Mommy didn't mind carrying me. And I could yell, and people said, "Oh, she's such a cute baby." Let's face it.... I'm not a baby anymore. I walk on my own, I tell Mom and Dad when I want something, and sometimes I had "please" and "thank you" to make them happy.

I didn't have preschool, or Sesame Street time to learn my numbers and letters. And I guess running around the house without my clothes on isn't really age-appropriate anymore. Not when I know how to put my clothes on myself. Then there is Little People time where I use my imagination, and Jeopardy time when I dance to the music and laugh at Alex Trebek. I'm always so busy.

Last night, I even used the potty! Apparently, that's what you are supposed to do. Elmo does it, so I'm making an effort. But still, the good ol' days were simple. *sigh*

Tomorrow is the big day! I turn the Big 3 Years Old!

Cake, presents, and a trip to the B&O Railroad Museum. Choo! Choo!

Ain't No Party Like a Preschool Party!!!

2010-03-25T13:25:00.003-04:00

Today we celebrated my 3rd birthday at preschool! My REAL birthday isn't until Saturday, but Emilie and I both a b-days around the same time, so we shared the party. We even had ice cream cups! But the best part about celebrating my birthday is having all my friends with me.

You're my friend, You're my friend... and you... in the back... You're my friend too! Think I'm kidding? Let me sing you a song about how awesome friends are:

The Secret Toddler Handshake

2010-03-23T10:15:00.002-04:00

I have a tight circle, and to be part of that circle... you need to know the handshake. It started when Mommy would say good-bye to me each morning to go on the train to go to work. It is formally called the "Kiss Huggy".

Kiss, Hug, then we added a high five. Then I added a fist-bump. Then to keep her there cuz' I missed her, I kept adding stuff. People think she made it up, but really... it was all me. You can see the full handshake with me and Poppy here. (I'm wearing Uncle Eric's hat, and I won't give it back until he can do the handshake.)

Here's the basics:
Kiss, Hug, High-Five, Fist-Bump, Pinky Swear, Pointer, Hang Loose, BEAR CLAW! (We added bear claw after the Winter Olympics - I felt inspired.)

We said good-bye to Grandma this weekend...

2010-03-15T12:51:00.005-04:00

I was on my best behavior because I knew Mommy was going to have a hard time. She gave me time to run up and down the aisle at church and then when people started showing up, and I tried really hard to be good. Once the service started, I thought I should sit down with Cousin Larry and hang with him for a bit.

Then I thought Mommy needed my support since she didn't have her Mommy anymore. So I moved from Larry's pew to Mommy's lap until it was her turn to talk. She stood up and was about to hand me to Daddy... but I didn't think she should go up there alone.

So, when it was time for her to give her speech about Grandma, I held her hand and went up to the podium with her. Then I realized there were about 120 people looking at us! But I stayed with her while she talked (and I hid behind the podium when I got nervous). She needed a little support and she always holds my hand when I get scared too. I needed to reciprocate. After she was done, I also conducted the choir so they would stay on beat. Then I did a little Sadie-shuffle because the music had a really good beat and you could dance to it.

Overall, it was a really good day. Grandma would have really liked it. Remember... Life is Goo.

The best thing about being a kid is...

2010-03-08T11:27:00.004-05:00

... I can wear silly hats like this and get away with it. I made this one around Christmastime, but Mommy said that with St. Patrick's Day around the corner, I can wear the same outfit. I'm seriously considering doing that. I'd be the envy of all the kids at preschool.

I'm a Recess Monkey Groupie

2010-03-01T11:53:00.008-05:00

I don't know how this lucky kid got the Seattle band Recess Monkey to play his birthday party, but this would be awesome! This is the band singing Birthday Bite. They sing a lot of cool songs that don't make my Mommy question what happened to children's music. Here's more of their stuff on their website.

I like their song "Pandas" too. They eat bamboo. 40 pounds a day actually. They also have great tunes like "The Pool" and "I Got a Toy (But I Played with the Box.)"

By the way, in case you missed my subtle hint... my 3rd birthday is coming up on MARCH 27th!

I Have a Pet Peeve.

2010-02-26T16:16:00.020-05:00

I don't like it when I go to the library and the Elmo DVD that I really, really want isn't there. When this happens, I imagine myself as a librarian. This is what I would do when the person arrives with the Elmo DVD I want and it's overdue.

First, I would point at them and say, "HEY YOU! Yeah, YOU... in the blue shirt!"

(and not in a quiet librarian voice).

"This was due yesterday!"

"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR EXCUSE IS, IT WAS DUE YESTERDAY!!! GET IT? YESTERDAY? Let me spell it out for you.. Yes... ter... DAY!"

(I would go bezerk on that little poor soul.)

Well, that's what I thought I would say, and then Mommy got my attention and said that wasn't very nice (or professional) - and that librarians usually charge a little late fee as punishment and let it go.

So, I closed my eyes and tried to calm down, even though I really, really wanted that Sesame Street DVD.

But if I am ever Queen of the Libraries.... I will rule with an iron fist. *Sigh*

I've got my own posse.

2010-02-23T12:04:00.006-05:00

My homies from preschool are pretty awesome. Lucie, Chijim, Jake, Ben and me are all quite the little crowd. We have secret handshakes and everything. And when we get together, there ain't no party like a Mid-Atlantic party.

Word.

Mommy says that I'm just in my Gangsta Phase. Other people call it the Terrible 2's or the Terrible 3's.

Whatever. When I say something is mine, it's mine. Period. Got it? Good. Now go gimme some juice... the pomegranate kind.

I have no idea what Mardi Gras is....

2010-02-16T09:19:00.003-05:00

... but I LIKE IT!!!!

People dress up and get silly, and that's my kind of thing.

It's the New Toy Sweeping the Nation!!!!

2010-01-29T13:42:00.002-05:00

It's..... SADIE IN A BOX!!!!!

You're having a baby? What does this mean? Exclusive Interview with Mommy

2010-01-25T14:16:00.008-05:00

This is my reaction when Mommy told me she was having a baby. I thought I was her baby! When did we have the family meeting to discuss this!? It was when I was playing with Mr. Potato Head.... wasn't it?

So, I felt it was only right that I do what a proper blogger does. I decided to interview Mommy about it. She had some explaining to do:

Me: So, is it true you are having ANOTHER baby?
Mommy: Yep, it's true. That's why I haven't been feeling very well, particularly in the evening between 6pm and 8pm. I know you've heard some funny sounds coming from the bathroom, and that's because the baby can make me feel a little sick.

Me: Why would you have another baby if it makes you sick?
Mommy: Well, you actually made me sick all of the time. I was really nauseous when you were this size, but I got through it and we had you. It was worth being sick for awhile.

Me: Why would you want another kid? Aren't I enough?
Mommy: You are MORE than enough. We are very, very lucky to have you. Daddy and I thought that you would also enjoy a little brother or sister. You can play with him/her and teach the ABC song. There are going to be lots of things for you to do together.

Me: Does this mean I have to share my toys?
Mommy: Yes. But we all share in this house. Remember when I shared some of my yogurt with you?

Me: Yes. It was yummy.
Mommy: Imagine sharing lots of yogurt, and toys, and laughs with the new kid.

Me: Is this why you've been really tired lately?
Mommy: Yes, between having the flu, Grandma moving to heaven, and the evening sickness, I've been pretty wiped out. But I still try to make time to hang out with you and do fun things. Didn't we have fun at that birthday party with Elmo and Ernie at the public library?

Me: I'm askin' the questions here. But yes, that was a lot of fun.
Mommy: I'm happy you enjoyed it.

Me: Did Grandma know you were going to have this baby before she moved to heaven?
Mommy: Yes, she did. I think she told all of her friends too. She said it was fantastic! She was betting on a boy.

Me: When should I expect this kid to move in?
Mommy: Around the end of August. The doctor thinks around August 18th.

Me: One more question.... Will I always be your favorite?
Mommy: I will always love you and this new baby equally. I love your Daddy a whole lot too.

Me: You didn't answer the question.
Mommy: I didn't?

Apparently, this is the new kid. (He's the gummy bear on the right):

Dixie Cup Performance Art

2010-01-20T16:23:00.009-05:00

I was bored last night, but I noticed Mom had bought those awesome Dixie Cups with Sesame Street characters on them. They were up on the counter, so I got my little chair, moved it to the kitchen counter and helped myself to the cups. Then I thought, "What could I DO with all of these cups?"

I knew I couldn't drink water out of ALL of them. And I didn't want to waste them. That would be bad for Mr. Earth. So...... I decided to do a temporary performance art piece. I call it, "Sesame Street Dixie Cup." Mommy was a little confused when I started, but she got it by the end.

This was the final result... (Don't you love my outfit? I don't see a need for pants when you are inside. I do like wearing boots though.) It's been taken down as a "temporary performance". So if you missed it last night, you are out of luck. All things are temporary. Plus, Daddy said I had to go to bed.

Life is Goo.

2010-01-13T13:15:00.009-05:00

This is a picture of me and my Grandma at the Christmas Bazaar back around Thanksgiving. That was when I saw Santa again, but... I got a little shy. I didn't freak out as bad as last year, but I still didn't want to sit on his lap either.

Anyway, we were at the church and I was enjoying a refreshing taste of water when Mommy took this picture. Around Christmas, Mommy explained that Grandma was sick. By New Year's she said that we weren't going to be going to Grandma's condo anymore. She's not living there. Apparently, she has moved to heaven. Mom said that her place in heaven is awesome and she gets to listen to music, play games with her friends, and dance. They have parties, and eat fudge, and sometimes they have cotton candy too.

But, we can't go there.

I'm really bummed I can't see her. Since I can't see her, I've been trying to hang out with Mommy more. She seems a little down, so when it is time for bed, I crawl in with her and I snuggle up close.

I was looking at this picture and thought, "Life is Goo". But then I thought... that can't be right. Only a few things in life are actually gooey. That's messy and I don't like messy. Except fudge is gooey... so I'll make an exception for that.

I think it's supposed to say, "Life is Good." I can agree to that. Goo.... not so much.

I've got my Reindeer Food!

2009-12-22T10:16:00.005-05:00

I've got cookies, and a special plate. I've got some milk. I think I have everything ready for Christmas Eve. I was a little worried all of this snow might throw Santa's plans off, but Mommy said that the North Pole has lots of snow, and that Santa and his staff of reindeer are fully prepared for these kinds of situations. She said that Santa always made it to Cleveland, and they get lots and lots of snow all the time.

I've also tried to express my admiration for Rudolph. This is my Post-Modern artistic representation of Rudolph, particularly his lovely red nose.

And in case I don't have a chance to wish you all a Merry, Merry Christmas... I made this video (with Mommy's help).

My Nana is awesome...

2009-12-16T11:38:00.006-05:00

because she bought me this hat! I love it! I wear it inside the house, outside, when I got to preschool... it's so cool.

It even came with matching mittens (which I mistakenly took for socks, but Daddy clarified that after I went sliding around the kitchen floor.)

I kind of feel like a candy cane...

On a Candy Cane Scale of 1 to 10...

2009-12-14T11:51:00.004-05:00

... measuring my excitement of Santa's visit and the entire holiday season, I'm at about a 15 (gazillion!) I've even eaten all the candy canes that I can reach on the tree. They were yummy!

When Mommy is not amused...

2009-12-10T09:36:00.005-05:00

... she gives me this look (on the left). That's when I give her the "You can't be mad at me 'cause I'm so freakin' cute" look (on the right). Usually, it's a stand-off of us looking at each other until someone cracks.

Either way, she wouldn't let me watch a Sesame Street DVD last night because of my crazy antics in the grocery store. What can I say? Those long aisles are BEGGING to be run through with your arms waving wildly! Who cares if I was in the spaghetti sauce aisle?

But when Mommy and I join forces and look at Daddy like this, he knows he's in trouble. Big, big trouble.

DANCE BREAK!!!!

2009-12-08T10:30:00.002-05:00

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I've been branching out with my artwork...

2009-12-08T10:23:00.005-05:00

... and experimenting. Around Thanksgiving I was inspired by the Gobble, Gobbleness of the season. So I call this painting: "Turkey."

.... and I love the lovely, yet stalker-like poem, "Mary Had a Little Lamb". This is my interpretation. It is hanging near "Rose Petals" in the Smithsonian (aka, Mommy's cube at work.)

I've Grown Wings!

2009-12-07T14:34:00.008-05:00

Well, not really... these are my fairy wings, but for now I'm using them as angel wings for Christmas. Lately, I've had a thing for Christmas Eve on Sesame Street and the song "Keep Christmas With You." It's really old (1978) and Mommy said she and Uncle Eric and Uncle Bryce grew up watching it.

I've even tried to do a little sign language like the other little kids. It's looks easier than it really is. But I do sing along. I have a hard time with the high note though. But really, who doesn't?

At the same time, I must emphasize to Santa that I've been really, really, really good this year. So, I hope he will consider the breakdown of gifts to be like this. That's Mom's stocking, then Dad's.... then mine. I think that's fair.

Leonardo DaVinci vs. Jackson Pollock

2009-11-23T14:56:00.004-05:00

Daddy had a "Parent / Teacher Conference" with Miss Amy today. It was their first one. I guess that it is the formal term for Daddy and Amy talkin' about me behind my back. Miss Amy said that I was doing great and sitting longer in "Circle Time" - my feet want to dance sometimes. I communicate well with my peers (Lucie and Jacob are really nice.) But she also said that I don't like to get dirty during fingerpaint time.

She's right. I don't.

Daddy said that was okay. I am more of a Leonardo DaVinci painter than a Jackson Pollock painter. I prefer working with brushes rather than fingers. Here's one of my first experimentations. I call this "Rose Petals". It is currently hanging in my Mommy's cube in the Smithsonian. That's right... the Smithsonian. I aim high.

"What are you doing here?"

2009-11-18T14:07:00.007-05:00

Yesterday Nana and I went shopping at Kohl's. We just needed to pick up a few things. But then, right in front of me was my teacher from preschool... MISS AMY!!! I found it very confusing because I thought Miss Amy lived at the preschool. I didn't know she existed outside our playroom. I thought she ate there and slept there and played there. She was always there when I'm there.

Totally blew my mind. First, Mom and Dad weren't always married. Now this. What's next? I've been hearing rumblings that Nana has another name other than Nana. Jeez.

Here's a picture of me and Miss Amy at our Halloween party. She was the Queen of Hearts - and I thought that suited her well.

Mommy wanted Brad Pitt to sing me to sleep...

2009-11-17T11:23:00.003-05:00

... but I got this instead. She even wouldn't mind having Sheldon (Jim Parsons) from the Big Bang Theory singing me to sleep.

I won't go to sleep easily until Brad Pitt sings me to sleep. Period.

I was thinking about getting a tutu...

2009-11-04T09:05:00.015-05:00

... since I love dancing and jumping to the tune of Final Jeopardy and the opening credits of iCarly. So, I thought, "I'll Google it!"

This is what I found:
It's the 40th Anniversary of Sesame Street. That means Sesame Street is older than my Mom!!! The new season starts on November 10th.

If I could live anywhere in the world, I'd live on Sesame Street. It seems like a nice place, with nice little monsters. We don't have little monsters on my street. And I even like Oscar. He's just misunderstood.

But then I thought... there's more than one Sesame Street. So I did a bit of research. AND Takalani Sesame's Kami is on the South African Google logo! WAY COOL! You can see all the Sesame Streets around the world by clicking here.

Boomba and Chamki are from India.

Ieniemienie is from the Netherlands.

Abigail is from Israel.
And, last but not least Mexico's is Abelardo!

Indonesia decided to stick with Cookie Monster.... one of my favorite monsters.

I was a Little Fancy Fairy for Halloween!!!

2009-11-02T16:13:00.004-05:00

And sometimes, the magic is just bursting right out of me!

Okay, in reality, Daddy took a picture with the flash, just as Mommy took a photo with her iPhone. And this was the result. But I do love that awesome glow!

A Word From Sadie:

2009-10-29T11:25:00.008-04:00

Did you know my parents had a life before me?

I didn't. I thought everything started when I came on the scene about 2.7 years ago. But apparently, Mommy and Daddy had completely different identities before I was born. They even have codenames - Mommy is Stephanie (it rhymes with Sesame, as in the Street) and Daddy is Charlie. I did not know this. This is opening up a whole new world to me. I've been practicing Daddy's code name. Apparently, I am supposed to use this in case of an emergency.

I thought my parents were ALWAYS together. But apparently that's a myth too. Story on the street is that they got married 5 years ago! Their anniversary is TOMORROW and check out these photos I uncovered.

*Whoa.*

They even had a cake topper that looks like them!

I wonder what else they haven't told me.

I went on a HAYRIDE!!!

2009-10-24T12:22:00.003-04:00

Mommy took Thursday and Friday off for her birthday and so she could come with me to playschool for the hayride. She said a lot of her friends thought it was crazy that she would hang out with 12 toddlers, but we were pretty well behaved. Well, until Natalie picked up some hay and we thought it would be fun to throw it around. The video is a little wobbly because the trailer was bumping around, Mommy was holding on to me, and well... I did this...

Here's a still picture of me.

However, I did not see The Great Pumpkin while we were out there. Still workin' on that one.

Sadie the Astronaut....

2009-10-21T08:49:00.007-04:00

Mommy sometimes goes over to the National Air and Space Museum for work stuff, and she brings home cool things for me. She bought me Violet the Pilot and Sadie the Air Mail Pilot, and both are very, very good. I highly recommend them.

But I'm thinking of doing bigger and better things. Like, going to space and walking on the moon. A few months ago, Mommy actually met an astronaut named Alan Bean. He was the fourth guy to walk on the moon. He's an artist too, which makes him even more cool. I also think Buzz Aldrin is pretty neat. I like his name.

Buzzzzz.....

An Open Letter to My Parents...

2009-10-16T10:07:00.009-04:00

Dear Mommy and Daddy,

You took away my Pack n' Play and I objected. You made me sleep in my bedroom and I didn't like it. I thought I made my feelings clear about this whole sleeping situation. But let my clarify...
IT'S ON!!!

No more sleep for you! The Wild Rumpus started last night at 11:45pm and it will continue every night until I have my Pack n' Play back. I will pee on my sleeping bag if I have too. I will sleep on the couch if I must - but I won't sleep in my big girl bed.

Ernie - my teddy bear seen here, and I will continue to hold your sleeping patterns hostage until you give in to my request.

I'll even crawl into your bed in the middle of the night, kick Daddy to the couch and make myself comfy until you comply. It will continue on weekends and weekdays. This isn't over until I say so.

Sincerely,
(and I do mean SINCERELY,)

Sadie Angelica
P.S.

I am desperate for Mommy's new iPhone. Don't make me steal it.

This is how we do it....

2009-10-13T09:48:00.007-04:00

I might have been a little harsh on Daddy's singing on my previous blog entry. It's just that Skin-A-Marinky-Doo is a classic in my opinion, and his interpretation didn't float my boat.

Since I've started preschool, I've learned even more songs. I've always been a fan of the Itsy-Bitsy Spider, but it is much better in a group setting. And the choreography is awesome!

But Mom mentioned this new CD that we are probably going to get called Go Waggaloo! It's by some lady named Sarah Lee Guthrie. Her dad's name is Arlo and her Grandpa's name is Woody. Apparently they are really famous and as Mom put it, "Part of an American Legacy". Whatever. I like their tunes. They sound like a lot of fun. As they put it, they make music that "doesn't make you want to jump out of a mini-van."

This is a photo of Sophie Irion, Sarah Lee's daughter, recording for Smithsonian Folkways. I wonder if Daddy will let me build a recording studio in the basement. I would sing barefoot too.

Finally... a video of ME!!!

2009-10-06T12:45:00.002-04:00

Mommy got an iPhone for her birthday and she started taking video of me. This is when we were dropping her off at the train the other day. I had a busy day planned, but then Dad wanted to sing Skidamarinky-doo to me. I love my Daddy, but Mom sings it better. I'm just sayin'.

Anyway, if you watch this video, you'll see how I feel about Daddy's singing. I love the guy, and he's great with lots of other things - like making me laugh, and being patient with me even when I'm not patient with him. But as for his singing...

I want my Pack n' Play back!!!!!

2009-10-05T09:50:00.006-04:00

I went to the book exchange yesterday with Daddy and when I came home, it was GONE! I love my Pack n' Play. It's where I sleep. Why do I sleep there? Well, it all started when I'd spew a lot. It was the back-up to my crib. So when Mommy and Daddy would be cleaning up my crib, I would go back to sleep in my Pack n' Play. The added bonus was that I could hear Mom and Dad chit chat while I was going to sleep. It was fun to listen in on their conversations.

But then my crib magically turned into a big girl bed one day. But I didn't want to sleep in that room. I liked being in the family room with Mom and Dad. But Mom kept talking about going to sleep in my big girl bed but I told her, "I says NO!" and I meant it.

Well, then weird stuff started happening. I would go to sleep in my Pack n' Play and magically wake up in my big girl bed. What's up with that? How did I get there? I was confused.

But then, my Pack n' Play totally DISAPPEARED on Sunday! Last night, proving to Mom and Dad that I did NOT want to sleep in my bed.... I slept on the floor. We got my sleeping bag and my Ladybuggie pillow and I slept in front of my big girl bed. Then to make sure Mom and Dad understood how unhappy I was about our current situation, I woke up at Midnight and 3AM and yelled because it was dark and I was NOT. IN. MY. PACK N' PLAY.

Let's see how long they can handle my midnight chaos. I may just crawl into their bed and kick them over and over again.

This is me in my happier days:

I Want a Dog!!!

2009-09-21T16:25:00.005-04:00

So I can dress him up in funny clothes. I'd name him Frank.

That's my silly moment of the day. I hope you enjoyed it and made your Monday a little bit more fun.

Love,

The Sadiebug.

This is why I won't sleep in my big girl bed.

2009-09-18T16:21:00.002-04:00

Yes, I've had a cold this past week. So I haven't been sleeping well. But that's not why I don't want to sleep in my big girl bed. Mom and Dad might think I'm being silly, and that I'm just "being a toddler". Well, I'm 2 1/2 years old and I know when something is fishy. It's dark in my room and I don't like being alone in there.

So I went online, and did a little bit of research looking for the different kinds of monsters that live under beds. As much as Elmo is an awesome little red monster, I believe the thing under my bed is NOT a cute little red monster. My conclusion is that this is what is under my bed.

I think we need an exterminator or something.

I've been told I'm a Wild Thing...

2009-09-14T13:44:00.004-04:00

And Mommy and Daddy don't understand why I'm not all gung-ho about sleeping in my room with my new bed. (Dad turned my crib into a big girl bed over the weekend. But frankly, I wanted to sleep on the floor.)

Here's my reason: Because it's scary!

It's really dark. And there are monsters, and things with lots of arms and legs that are under my bed, and don't get me started with that thing in the closet. I don't even know what that is - but it makes funny noises. But lately Mom reminded me that Elmo is a monster, and so is Zoe and that blue one, Grover. Cookie Monster is just a little kooky around cookies.

So now I'm rethinking this whole "monster" thing. I think it's just a bad stereotype. Now that I think of it, I can be a bit intimidating too. I'm big for my age, and that could be a little scary for some people.

My Week in Six Words...

2009-09-12T10:37:00.004-04:00

I Think School is Totally AWESOME!

(This is me on my way to my first day of 2 year old preschool. I met a lot of cool people.)

I have a lot of names to learn...

2009-09-09T14:37:00.004-04:00

I like learning people's names. Mommy and Daddy help out a lot. I ask the guy at Wendy's what his name is. And I ask the lady at the bank. And I ask the man at the store. I've met a lot of people this way. I just look at them and say, "Name?" and they tell me. Now I'm going to preschool tomorrow, and my teachers are Miss Penny, Miss Amy, and Miss Pilar. Miss Penny wears cool Converse sneakers like me. There are going to be a lot of other kids and I have to learn their names.

But then I learned that Mommy and Daddy have OTHER names. Apparently, Mommy is known as Stephanie and Daddy is Charlie. I like saying his name. Sometime I just yell it around the house, like Mommy does. "Charlie! Chaaarlie!!!"

And we have last names too!!! This is a bit overwhelming, but I'll get it.

I just want to show off my pretty pink shoes...

2009-09-05T12:42:00.009-04:00

This is me and my Mommy at Miss Mindy's wedding. I went for a girly pink ballerina look.

When it was time for me to go down the aisle as a "Blessing", I brought Zoe to help make me be brave. There were a lot of people looking at me.

But y'know, I really love Zoe's style. She knows how to rock the tutu.

We couldn't make it to the Hootenanny this year...

2009-09-05T12:28:00.009-04:00

... which was a bummer. Since we can't be there, I thought I would share some picture of me and my Grandma.

We always spend time together each week. And she reads Old Hat, New Hat to me and we munch on some yogurt. She also teaches me manners, like to sit at the table, say "Please" and "Thank You", and how to put my toys away.

Even though we couldn't make it to Canfield this year, she wanted me to tell everyone else that we say "Hi!" and to eat a Corn Dog for each of us. You might be pretty full after all of those Corn Dogs. And don't forget to say hi to the Great Pumpkin!

Here are my pictures from last year's Hootenanny.

I WANT A PONY!!!

2009-09-02T10:58:00.004-04:00

But Mommy said I'm not old enough. So I got this instead. A virtual fishtank.

Thanks. (Insert smarty-pants look here.)

Apparently, you can feed them by clicking on it. Yeah. It's not the same as a pony.

Wheeee!!!

2009-08-29T11:09:00.005-04:00

I like the ups AND downs.

It's a Sale until August 30!!!

2009-08-24T13:33:00.009-04:00

Click on the banner and when you are done shopping enter TWENTY in the checkout section. You can do this until August 30th!

Mommy and Daddy love selling books, and I try to help as their online marketing expert. For the record... this is one of my favorites: And you can get it here.

The National Book Festival is Coming!!!!

2009-08-20T13:21:00.022-04:00

I'm so excited! I love books and I've gone every single year since I was born. This will be my third! The Library of Congress organizes it, and from what I've heard their library is humungous!!! I think Daddy wants to have a collection that big, but Mommy keeps saying our house isn't big enough. As long as there is enough room for my toys and my books, I don't mind.

This year's National Book Festival is September 26, 2009 on the National Mall in Washington, DC. A bunch of authors and librarians get together and they talk about books. Daddy gets all excited about getting free info about new books just published, but Mommy seems super excited about some lady named Judy Blume. I also noticed some guy named David Shannon is going to be there. He did the illustrations for my How I Became a Pirate book. I like pirates. I think they are just misunderstood. It's on my short list of what I want to be when I grow up.

Here's a picture from my first National Book Festival way back in 2007. You can tell I was having a great time. It was also the first time I met Abby Cadabby in person!!! She was really nice. And her dress is really pretty.

But I'm excited that Mo Willems will be there. He writes books for kids like me. I keep hoping Santa will give me Knuffle Bunny: A Cautionary Tale and Knuffle Bunny Too: A Case of Mistaken Identity. Word around Toddlerville is that they are really, really good. And it teaches you not to leave your Abby Cadabby in weird places... like the bookstore. Like I did a few weekends ago. Luckily, Daddy found her and we were reunited.

I LOVE NEW YORK!!!

2009-08-15T15:07:00.006-04:00

Like the Nightlife? Like to Boogie?

Times are tough...

2009-08-07T10:03:00.008-04:00

So I got myself a summer job. I'm waitressing at "Sadie's Diner". It's a lot of work, but I think people have been happy with the food.
First, I ask people what they want. Mommy usually wants pizza. Sometimes she asks for weird toppings. She'll say, "Do you have pineapple?" Sometimes I say yes and sometimes I say no. It depends on the shipment. Freshness counts.

Then I go over to the kitchen, put some pepperoni and chesse on the dough, put it in the oven until it's done.

Then I hand it over. I try to smile, but it's really hot in the kitchen.

When she's all done eating, I ask, "All Done?" and take her plate away. Then I realize it's one more dish to clean. *sigh*

Then I do the math on the bill. Add it all together. Carry the one.... and.... then I hand the bill to her.

I don't like it when she stiffs me on the tip.

WATER FIGHT!!!!

2009-07-28T15:37:00.019-04:00

Once Upon a Time, my Mommy and Daddy got this little pool for me that sprays water for those "really hot days". They are also known as the "Sadie-has-too-much-energy-and-can't-stay-in-the-house" days. That's how I heard it.

At first, I wasn't so sure about this "sprinkler" action. The water was straight from the hose and was a little cold. This wasn't like having a bath. Not even close.

Then I thought, "Well, it's water. I'll just drink some of it." But that got messy. I started to get really wet.

And I thought, "I'll just start running through the sprinklers. Then it will just cool me off just a little bit." The water was juuuuuust right.

By that time I was really, really wet. But I needed to catch my breath. I was pondering my next move. Maybe I would go in my castle and play with my dolls for a bit. Maybe cook up a little snack in my kitchen.

But, NO! Then the big Daddy Monster came up behind me and started chasing me!!!

That Daddy Monster does a lot of crazy things like that. He shows up at the most unexpected moments!

Eventually it was a full-on water fight with cups and lots of cold water. And the Daddy Monster didn't have a magical bathing suit on like I did. (Isn't mine cute? Mommy got it at Target.) So I defeated the Daddy Monster until he retreated into the castle to dry off.

And I lived happily ever after...

Moral of the Story: Water Fights are Awesome!

Check this out!

2009-07-27T08:37:00.003-04:00

I was interviewed with my mommy for this nice lady's site: I've Changed My Name to Mommy. She highlights different blogs every Friday, and we got picked! It was fun and she asked some interesting questions. Mommy and I love to talk a lot. We have lots of conversations about different things like bananas, Elmo, shoes, Alex Trebek, swimming, and whether or not I should take a bath.

You can see the interview here:

When Nainie and Grampa visited around 4th of July....

2009-07-22T12:41:00.011-04:00

We went down to Washington, DC to see the Folklife Festival. I took my water bottle because it gets really, really hot on the National Mall.

Then we got on the Metro. I stayed in my stroller, but all that starting and stopping was kind of fun. Apparently, kids in other places don't have a Metro. That's too bad, 'cause I think they are fun, and you meet interesting people along the way.

When we got to the Folklife Festival, one of the groups they were highlighting were the Welsh. Nainie is Welsh, so she was really excited to see the exhibit. We sat and listened to this guy who is storyteller. He told a story about two brothers, a devil, and some really weird magic. It was a long story, but it was a really good one about why the ocean has salty water. I haven't been to the ocean yet, but Mommy said if I jump in and swim for a bit, I'll taste like a peanut.

But the storyteller talked funny. Apparently the Welsh do that.

How I spent my 4th of July...

2009-07-15T08:37:00.006-04:00

I'm still waiting for Daddy to upload some photos. But I had a great 4th of July! I went to Gettysburg with Grampa and Nainie the week before the 4th, and then on 4th of July weekend I ran around outside with my toddler pool / sprinkler. I got to wear my new bathing suit and everything! I was pretty wiped out after all of that, but I stayed up just for this:

And then all my favorite Muppets started singing! It was awesome.

I like singing. It's fun. And I love Rosita. She's blue and speaks Spanish. And her Daddy is in the military just like my Uncle Eric.

Oops.

2009-07-14T12:20:00.008-04:00

I've been a bit on the clumsy side lately. Nobody wants to give me expensive things because I have a tendency to throw them, drop them, and play with them a bit too hard.

I'm really just a curious kid. Then I found this website... and realized my clumsiness goes into the virtual world too. Click on the site, and look at the onesie... and wait a few moments. My clumsiness will astound you! *sigh* All I wanted to do was a little online shopping.

P.S. Sorry I busted your camera, Mommy. I'm sure we can get the lens fixed. It just seemed like a cool thing to throw across the bookstore when we were meeting the Phelps family. My bad.