Friday, May 15, 2009

Outer Banks 2009!

Vivian awaits her lunch. She ate a lot of big girl foods during vacation.
Cape Hatteras. Very windy but very pretty.
Cape Hatteras family shot. Still awaiting a good picture of us three...


Vivian loved the wind. I'm sure it tickled her ears!



New human trick; we leave for a day and get back to find that Grumpa, Grandma, and Pop Pop have taught her how to wave! She is too pleased with herself!









Thursday, March 19, 2009

Summer Preview: Vivian's fashion do's and don'ts

For all of those babies and small toddlers out there who need some help with what to wear this summer, I compiled some of my favorite looks in addition to some tips.

DON'T be afraid to be modest. Try to avoid showing the buddha belly with a nice one piece on the beach.
DO dress up! It's nice to look like a little lady sometimes.

DO wear the classics. This preppy little lavender number is kind of the baby equivalent to the little black dress. I can wear it anywhere!


DON'T be afraid of color. This is the season to try out something bold. This is perfect for going fishing with Daddy.

DO take risks. Who would have thought that these mesh jogging shorts would match my Elmo shirt? But they do, and I love it!
Until next time, Babies of America!
Smooches,
Vivian



















Sunday, March 1, 2009

Lights! Camera! Vivian!


We take a lot of pictures of Vivian, and every time we get the camera out Vivian knows it.
Once the silver box appears, she promptly looks directly at it, smiles several times, and then goes about her business. Lucky for us since it's not too difficult getting a smile shot of her. But seriously?! How does she know to look at the camera and hold a pose until the flash comes? Where did she learn this? Perhaps there is a class for babies that I am unaware of. Perhaps Vivian is teaching it.
Here she is, posing amidst splashing and bubbles.

Even during play Vivian stops to give us some cheese.

She clamors for the attention sometimes.

So smug. She knows she's a star. No fear of the papparazzi here!





A Visit from Grandma and Grumpa

This weekend Grandma and Grumpa visited.

They came with many gifts for Mommy, Daddy, and me.

See?

Grandma played with me as I got over my earache and cold.

Grumpa soothed my itty bitty heart with a special friend.

This is Grover, my new puppet!

Thank you, Grandma and Grumpa!






Vivian Elise: Couch Potato Extraordinaire

We really have a problem on our hands...
Vivian is enamored with the television. No matter the quality of the program, Vivian is watching.

Grandma says, "Oh! Maybe she'll be an ad executive!"
Or maybe just a couch potato.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Gerber v. Beech Nut

This was for dinner Monday night. We try to mix it up, and Vivian used to love vegetables, but ever since we introduced meat into the picture she's been disenchanted with our selections. Fruits are always her favorite.
Vivian is clearly not happy with the chicken and sweet potato duo. She "discards" of them the only way babies know how.
Peaches are wonderful, but Vivvy doesn't trust us and spits them out thinking that we were "tricking" her into eating her C & SP. Truth is, we are. She's still not buying it and vetoes both peaches and chicken with sweet potatoes.
Vivian warily stares off into the distance as she decides whether or not this is a good bite or a bad bite.
Sweet Potatoes laced with chicken! Oh the humanity! The torture!
A huge tongues down to meats! Gerber Peaches may have won, but by the end of the night Vivian had had it with food in general. Rest assured, bathtime followed. And according to Vivian bath bubbles are tastier.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Get me out!

Vivian is not a huge fan of sitting still, so when we occasionally do work at Troy's office, we are left to put her in her pack n play. Typically she associates it with naptime, so when put in her "cage" during play hours, she gets very...cranky. As we work, we are serenaded by screams and entertained by her banging her head against the mesh walls.

Don't let the smiles fool you; they are brief and followed by a huge tantrum.