Okay. Georgina can stay.

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.

Me and My Sister...

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'm a Big Sister!!!!

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.

I've been a social butterfly lately...

... 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.

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

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.

I'm preparing for Baby 2, sorta.

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.

Gender of Baby 2 Revealed!: Exclusive Interview with Mommy

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.