We had our picture taken with Santa tonight. I was a little apprehensive at first, but went to him anyway....much better than last year when my head was buried in my blanket in the picture with Santa (see November 2007) :)

Since Santa was at the Bass Pro Shop, there were fun things to see afterwards like this big shark,

and fish,

and this big camoulflage truck that I was obsessed with...

Getting ready to watch Rudolph...

See - it does happen! My sister does help me out sometimes, as seen in this picture of her helping me put together a puzzle.

Trying to wrestle my sister and then sing a song...
(by the way, the camera was hooked up to the tv so we could see ourselves on tv while being filmed)

Here I am in my dog costume on Halloween. It does not get much cuter than this, folks.

Here are some pictures from our trip to the pumpkin patch.
By the way, pay attention to my hair in these pictures...no, the wind is not blowing; my crazy hair is standing up like that on its own.

Lainey and I always love it when we can go visit Grandmommy's work. I wanted to show her how unbelievably adorable I am in my dog costume...

Mrs. Shannon's little boy, James, is only 6 weeks older than I am, and he came to play with me today. No, we're not fighting in this picture; James is just trying to give me five.

Who needs Six Flags?!? We have everything we need at home for a roller coaster: 2 cozy coupes, 2 jump ropes, and one creative dad with fearful mom not around to stop him! And don't worry about the fall at the end - I didn't even get a scratch. However, we probably should invest in some helmets if we want to keep doing stuff like this...

The day my mom had anticipated since the time I started walking came today...I busted my chin open. I was playing in our driveway and toppled right over from a chair onto the cement. No one, however, could have predicted how unbelievably well I would do when the doctor & nurse swaddled me up and put the straight jacket on me to clean out and then stitch up my wound. I didn't make a sound. I was so still and cooperative and didn't shed a tear. The nurse couldn't even believe her eyes and wanted to take me home with her! 3 stitches later, and after the straight jacket was removed, I went back to my smiley self and will have my first battle scar to prove just how hard I play!