Category Archives: Daily Life

Welcome Home Traveler!

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Today mom got me dressed up and we went to the airport to meet someone special.

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Aunt L has been in faraway places telling people about God. She also got to see some of the tallest mountains in the world. Both really great things.

Mom says the last time she saw Aunt L was three and a half years ago when mom and dad got married and Aunt L was in the wedding. (That sounds like 14 lifetimes ago to me!) Mom was pretty happy to see her.

I would like to point out the awesome skinny jeans that I am wearing. I am finally big enough to wear them! Mom says to not brag about that too much, because most women have the opposite problem.

Also. Do not be too concerned about that rather large gash on my forehead. I got a little carried away last night playing my arm flapping game.

Hiking.

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You guys should try this thing called “hiking.” It involves getting strapped to someone’s chest and getting hauled up a trail.

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Hiking is so easy.

It is a pretty great time, especially when you can get up close and personal to the big rock formations that could be seen from the hospital room on the day you were born!

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Up close and personal...

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...to those giant rocks in the background.

Working from home.

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Anyone else have this problem? I am at home, working hard at my newest blog post when, bam….

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I fall asleep.

That is when I pack up my computer and notebooks and head to the local coffee shop, and and find inspiration from the other hopeful writers huddled over their laptops and nursing their lattes. (Pun intended)

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That one book.

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My mom tries to read me this book called “On the Night You Were Born,” (by Nancy Tillman), but she can’t make it through without getting choked up and teary. It is about how unique I am, and how special is the night I was born. The pictures are really great, which is a bonus.

If I want to make it through the book, I have to ask dad to read it to me.

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(Thanks Grandma and Pa!!!)

Baby problems.

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Okay people. Let’s talk about a real problem facing the babies of this world– majorly awful dry skin.
So embarrassing. Flakes at our age?
Mom slathers me in something called “baby oil.” It does wonders for the face and scalp….
My only complaint is that my hair loses its signature poof.

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I hate it when my hair goes flat, but I hate flakes even more.

Manipulation.

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I may be small, but I can already manipulate my parents in big ways. They are pretty used to my loud and forceful crying, so they went crazy when I started dropping this on them:

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Who knew? I flash them a little smile and they turn into dancing monkeys trying to make me repeat it. They make such fools out of themselves. Don’t they realize that I have a rule to never smile at the same thing twice?  However, this evening, I made an exception- with splendid results! I looked my mom in the eye and grinned in response to her smile. Then she smiled, and I smiled, then she smiled, and I smiled, then she… welled up and started crying. Unbelievable. She doesn’t even know how easily she is manipulated.