Monday, December 1, 2008

A Thanksgiving Story

Hi, my name's Malea. Or Playette. My parents call me a bunch of different things. It's confusing, but I pretty much ignore them whenever I feel like it anyway, no matter what name they use.

Anyway, here's me on Thanksgiving morning. I like to climb and pull up on things. I may know how to cruise, but I'm not really letting anyone in on that secret just yet.

Check out my cute calfs though. I'm pretty strong.



Hey! Here I am from the front. Stop sneaking up on me like that, ok? Thanks.


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Insert really long nap here.

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Ok, I'm back! Everyone else was done eating, but that was all part of my master plan. Now I can eat all I want with no guilt! I like to eat. I get that from my mama.


Check me out using my fork. I didn't say I was using it correctly, but, hey, it was only my first day. Yesterday I was all, "What's a fork?" I'm interested in feeding myself so Mama's excited. I'm showing more of my desire to be independent every day.


Maybe if The Mama wasn't so busy taking pictures, she would've been a little quicker with the whole "feeding me greens" action. Sigh. Do I have to do everything myself around here?


Seriously? Do you want me to take pictures of you eating? I think not.


All done!


I hope you all enjoyed your holiday as much as I did.

6 comments:

Peaches323 said...

A clean plate is a compliment to the cook. I am so proud of her for feeding herself.

Lisa said...

Just look at that cuteness!

jennifergg said...

Oh my heavens...could she BE any cuter? I wouldn't get one thing done if this child were in my house...I'd spend all day kissing her sweet, sweet cheeks.

xo

My name is Sarah said...

Oh she is so cute. I really like her outfit.

Tammy and Parker said...

She's gorgeous.

Think she'd want to come and talk Parker into wanting to eat?

sheree said...

how cute is she?! I can't believe she ate all that. IMPRESSIVE!