Ella's Birthday

My friend Ella turned three and I got invited to her birthday party. It was so much fun... balloons, cake, party favors, little kids. I even got in some walking practice.

Weebles wobble but....

...they dont' fall down!!

(A victorious attempt at walking!)

Time for a rest.

Who needs presents when you've got the wrapping?

Father's Day

Here are some pictures from Father's Day 2006

Stylin' in my Guatemalan dress. (Nana got it for me IN Guatemala... this is not just a "Made In" kind of deal)

Just hangin' around with Grandpa Randy.

That was a good joke Great Grandma. HA HA...tell me another.

The Padfield Men

Chillin' pool side.

Feeding Frenzy

Since I have turned one, there has been a lot more emphasis on me eating 'real' food, so most of the pictures of me these days happens in a high chair. Here is a photo montage of my messy table manners.

What the first caveman must have looked like when he discovered fire.

Hey!! Get your own!

I learned what to do when mommy says "Say cheese". (Give a cheesy smile!)

Auntie JoAnn brought me this yummy Elmo cupcake. He lost an eye early on in the game. Don't I look thrilled? That was some cupcake!

Hey! This guy is always eating my food!

Sharing with Auntie Marzi. Now if Daddy would only ask before he took a bite!!


Spaghetti Monster (not to be confused with the flying variety). Obviously I was not happy this very unflattering picutre was being taken.

China Doll

Here is the dress that Auntie Marzi got me from Hong Kong.

There's a new kid in town

Hello my devoted fans. You must be pulling your hair out wondering what I have been up to since I turned the big ONE. Well, I have been quite busy and I have plenty of pictures to prove it,, but I will save that for later. The big news is that I am going to have a brother or sister come January 14th-ish 2007. I've already gone through all the stages of emotions with this one, shock, disbelief, denial... but have finally reached acceptance and am in a good place mentally. Sure it's going to be hard to share all the individualized attention that I have grown accustom to, but my mother keeps assuring me that her loving a new baby will not make her love me any less. But will it allow her to love me MORE... that's what I'm interested in. Plus she said I could help him/her learn some stuff too, like clapping and rolling over,,, you know.. baby stuff. I like telling people what to do...I've gotten it down to a science... a cute, coy, giggling science, so perhaps this baby will fit right in here.

See the resemblance?

I know what you are all thinking.. I was a much cuter embryo... but don't be so hard on him/her. Theres' still time.