My Gold Medal Blog

Sorry it’s been so long since I have written- I have been focusing on letting people know that I am going to an excellent swimmer when I grow up. (I heard that prominent international organizations give out prestigious awards based on what they hope you’ll accomplish.) My goal is to persuade the International Olympic Committee into believing I’ll be an outstanding swimmer so they will give me a gold medal and I won’t have to go through all the trouble of training for the Olympics. What do you think of that strategy Michael Phelps?!?!?!

We rented our house in Oklahoma. The current renter is going to purchase the house next year. Mommy & Daddy are excited about this because if they sold it this fall they would have lost money, but selling it at the same price next year will allow for them to break even or come out a little ahead. Our family has really been blessed during these challenging, but rewarding times.

Here’s what you really want… Pics of me!


Curly Hair after a bath!!!




My "Oh joy- Now we are taking pictures with pumpkins" look. I think the one on the left is way to happy to be here.




Boo!!!!! (Did I scare you?)




Extreme close-up

Winnie the Pooh to the rescue!!!

Like other babies my age, sometimes I like to cry for what appears as no reason. (Truth is I know the reason why I am so upset, but I am keeping that to myself- That’s something I learned in the baby nursery at the hospital.)

Mommy & Daddy have given me certain pacifiers to calm me down, but I didn’t like any of them and would spit them out. In an ironic twist, the other night they tried some Winnie the Pooh pacifiers that Daddy put on the baby shower registry when Mommy wasn’t looking. (You’ve got to watch my Daddy, he’s always causing some type of mischief when people aren’t watching him.) I don’t know what it is about these pacifiers, but I like them more than Pooh Bear likes honey. Now when I have one of them in my mouth Mommy and Daddy can see why they are called pacifiers because they pacify me when I am fussy.

On a side note, at my last doctor’s appointment I weighed 8 pounds, 2 ounces and measured 21 inches. I am in the 87 percentile for my height- If I keep this up I am going to be taller than my Mommy by the time I am 14 years old!

Here are some more pictures of me!!!

Me with my Winnie the Pooh pacifier