Giddie Up

I went to a fun pic-nic at dad's work the other day so I got to wear my cowgirl boots. I love them. My mom insisted on putting a fleece jacket on me so that I didn't look too country. I like matching dad when he wears his big black hat. Now all I need is a set of spurs. Yeehaw. Strike Hard.

Hippie at Heart

For those of you who knew me before I married into a wildly republican life you will appreciate this picture of my little hippie. Although I do wish for her a life above non-profit organizations :)

Family Tree

I have already traveled near and far to visit my family. Here are pictures of me with all of my great-grandparents. I know I won't get to see some of them for a while unless they come to visit me for some adventuring European style. Mom and dad really need to get some training on travel. They think they can carry a million bags, push me in the stroller and drink coffee while taking off their shoes to go through security. Good thing those security guys are so helpful. Priorities people.

Curly Sue

Grammy and mommy gave me a bath this weekend. They think it is funny when my hair is curly. Then they put me in my frog PJ's again cause they wanted to see me dance and sing. Who do they think they are? What do they think I am entertainment or something? More milk, keep it coming, if you want me to dance and sing I'll be needing some sustainance.

Lights, Camera, Action

Here it is.