Gooood Morning

Happy Friday! I hope this weekend makes your hair stand up. Electric Ellie is coming to shock you.

EGB In The Great Outdoors

Periodically we like to take the EGB out for fresh air.  Notice I said periodically...we don't want her getting any ideas.  We want to keep her in a baby bubble where babies stay babies and never cry.  A place where "growing up" means they can change their own diaper, but that's about it.  She's growing up fast and I have a feeling that fresh air makes her grow faster.  I'm not a baby-growth-ologist, but I could have sworn she grew last time we took her to the park.  That's the last time she's going to a park.  We'll be keeping her in the basement in utter darkness for now.

Here we accidentally took EGB out for a hike.  She enjoyed it, but I was worried the whole time about the negative affects the fresh air and mountain scenery was having on her.  Hopefully she didn't age too much and never wants to do it again......but I fear it was quite fun.  I mean, it was pretty and all.  

Yipeee.  I'm out of that stankin house!  Now I'm in a backpack.  I'm like a really expensive school book with a hat.

I got the Sun in my hand.  Don't mess with me.  I'll burn you.
Sometimes I meditate with my Papa D., but then I pee and it messes up the whole concentration thing.  Meditation must be for the undiapered.
Me and the captors.  Oh, and that orange fur stanky with the goofy tongue is my friend, Calvin.  
Man, your big ol' head has been in the way the whole hike! About time you moved it so I can see something other than your curly rug.  Ahh, trees.

It's The Birfday Part 2

For those of you concerned that the EGB didn't have a good time at her birthday based on the preceding post that included 3 crying pictures...here ya go. EGB is the happiest baby this side of the Mississippi. Fact. I heard there was an almost happier baby in Kansas, but then she realized she was in Kansas.

East of the Mississippi? I don't know, but I'm sure there's a lot of competition with all that BBQ sauce.....babies love that BBQ.

I'm one. Shouldn't I be able to go out with my friends at night now? I mean look--I can stand up unassisted.

This is my bear, Rivers. That was almost my name......but RGB doesn't have the same ring as EGB. So I'm Ellie and this is my ferocious bear. This is my friend Liam. He got cold so I let him borrow my jacket. Hee hee.

Opening my presents was awesome. Yes, a gallon of milk!!!

This is a tutu I got. I'm gonna rock it to da club tonight.

Happy Birthday lil' sweet thang! You are loved from universe to universe....even aliens love you.

Happy Birfday EGB. 365 Days Old.

First birthday party was a success. No kids barfed or obtained any deep flesh wounds. As a parent that's all I can hope for.

We secured our position in a Golden park several hours prior to the party while EGB primped and got her beauty rest. This was actually a funny scene as I went to set up the park and make sure no one took the spot 4 hours before the party. It was a sad looking birthday party for all the passersby who saw just me and a handful of limp balloons for hours. Little did they know that I was defending prime territory for my family and friends to par-tay.

It was amazing. We had burgers, dogs, cakes, beans, pinatas, candy, pop, beer.....high-end party going on. Only the best for the EGB. I heard that some pirates were going to sabotage the party and steal all the gifts, but they couldn't get through the paparazzi. Being a star does have it's benefits.

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to. This birthday hat makes me want to fight cuddly zoo animals.

Ummmm....are you going to take this hat off me? I'm not really that into it.


Ahhh. That's better. Here's me and my pops waiting to get the party started. I brought my bear to show all the other kids that I tame bears.

Me and Uncle Mike talking politics.

Hey. Is anyone coming to my party?!? I sent out the evite like 3 months ago....hurry up.

Here are my friends Ariya and Ravi....they're older. They can walk and hold utensils. I want to be like them when I grow up.

Hangin with my girls.

Cake. That's what I'm talking about. I've never had it. I saw on TV once and asked my captors (parents) what it was about. They said it's for parties and tastes like milk in heaven. I'm now in milky heaven.

Do I put this cake thing in my mouth or on my face?

On my face? I think it's better in my mouth. or both.

Ohhh noooo. Not the hat again. I told you I'm not down with it. Child services!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is my friend Jayden. She's old, but gets me. She's nice and puts me to bed from time to time which is a nice change from my parents. They have this whole routine thing. I'm not that into it.

Gnawin on plastic with the D. Queen.
I got more birfday pics to send to you all.....hang tight.