Being a whole year older than my little sister, I have a bit more perspective when it comes to commenting on birthday parties. In my extraordinarily humble opinion – I get my humility from my papa – the best part of a birthday party is going to someone else’s house and playing with all their new toys. Sometimes, you even get a chance to help them open their presents.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Being a whole year older than my little sister, I have a bit more perspective when it comes to commenting on birthday parties. In my extraordinarily humble opinion – I get my humility from my papa – the best part of a birthday party is going to someone else’s house and playing with all their new toys. Sometimes, you even get a chance to help them open their presents.
A little girl's best friend
All quacked up
Every now and again, something happens and you think to yourself, ‘I may be only a year old but that seems strange.’ So tell me, does it not seem like one heck of a coincidence that my good friend Olivia and I were both dressed as little fuzzy yellow ducks for Halloween? I’m not saying there was any parental collusion at play. I’m not asking for a grand jury on the matter. I’m just saying, we were both very cute in the same costume. You be the judge.
Papa's girls
Papa has been horribly delinquent in the last 31 days for not updating the blog. It’s not like there is any excuse. Izzie and I have been more than cute, taking dozens of bloggable photos. But no, apparently there are more pressing matters he has to tend to, which do not include updating our fans. It’s shameful really. Just so we keep on his good side in the month leading up to Christmas, here is a picture of papa and his princess and little yellow duck on Halloween.
