Kenzie, I give you half of my kingdom. From the lakes edge south to the grove of aspen. Who's your BUBBA?

Hi! This is what I look like when I'm in a good mood. I'm fairly consistent with my attitudes. Not to many mood swings from me. I'm a meat and potato girl. Things that make me happy: princesses, bears, food, music & my Bubbs. Things that make me unhappy: bedtime, nap time, no food and my Bubbs.












Hi! This is how I roll.

Ok, just so you all are aware...Sissy is not in a good mood at this point in the day. It's about 8:15am, and she didn't want to get up even though it's our 1st DAY back in SCHOOL!

I however, am having a great morning. In the pictures that follow you will see proof of that. I am the one posing for the camera and Sissy is running from the camera. Enjoy.

Sometimes it's hard figuring out what she's trying to say.

"Coffee type A sit down. Hey, wo mo her. Oh my bear mommy.
Mommy, mommy, mom I ma my bear.
Nose meets tummy. Beat it mama bear then. It’s me, it’s me."

My nightly prayer template:

"Jesus, bless daddy, mommy, sissy & Kenzie. Thank you for Boog and I played with my bat today. And Jack is my friend. And I'm jumping on daddy's back. Thank you for sissy. And I hurt my toe today but I feel better. And my bed is comfortable. Thank you for my mommy and daddy. I am their hero and champion. Amen."

Happy Birthday Sissy-Jo

The Big "2"

Well I had a fun time in Disneyland with me and my princess! We rode on fun rides, went to the beach and hung out in the sun. The real story lies when I got back home. See, over two weeks ago my mom laid me down for a nap. I woke up and was bored so I started picking at my foam mattress. One thing lead to another and I stuck some up my nose! On the plane ride to Disneyland my Dad and Mom started sniffing my breath like something smelled bad or something. Little did they know what I had done weeks prior. When we got home they realized that my breath wasn't the problem and that the smell was escaping from my right nostril. So on Sunday morning we went to see the Doc and he removed a 1" piece of molding foam mattress from my nose! My mom held my hands still while Dad secured my legs, torso and head. The good news is that the smell is gone. =)

I know I'm only 3 but it looks like a shark to me! Dad is so brave!