Fun with Cousins (Oct 6-10, Norah, Sarah, and Josh Visit)

Way back when I was only 2 months old (half a life ago now), my cousins - Sarah, Josh, and Noah - came down from the frigid north of Minnesota for a visit. Absent grandparents, they were my first visitors. It is a lot of fun to house house guest - I was able undertake adventures that would otherwise be skipped (e.g., museums and monuments), as mom and dad had done them many times. As an added perk, I got to sleep in mom and dad's room while the Cuzzys slept in mine - while a pack-n-play may not be as comfortable as my crib, the additional middle of the night snuggles with mom are well worth the discomfort.


Where Did I take My Cousins:

We went to the park. The bigger kids swung, spun, and climbed

We visited the FDR Memorial, where the bigger kids ran, climbed, and posed.

We went to the Air and Space Museum, where the bigger kids climbed, rocketed, and walked

We went to dinners where the bigger kids played, ate, and splashed (in a water wall)

Forget it. Based on the pictures, it looks like only the big kids got to have fun. I had fun too.

Check out the rest of the photos here.

Lots of Love,

Amelia

Amelia's 3-Month Photo Shoot

A few weeks ago, I turned 3 months old.  As Phin would say, ‘This is the oldest I’ve ever been.”  Oh Phin – love you Big Brother.  And while Phin is right, I’ve never been older (until now); I’ve also never been cuter.  3-months marked a special time in my life, as I’m starting to grow bigger and stronger.  I am learning how to sit up with assistance of my bumby chair or loved one; I can now do tummy time for a long time (in excess of a minute); I now fit into my clothes; and I have started smiling and coo-ing at the sight of my family or a funny joke.

As you may remember, for Phin’s 3-month photos, our StLouis friends at J. Pollack photo did a professional shoot – evidently, I’m noteven cool enough to meet J. Pollack or his wife S. Pollack, yet.  For my 3-Month Photo Shoot, Mom and Dad wanted to take me somewhere that would highlight the lovely fall colors.  So we went to the Dangerfield Island Marina along the banks of the Potomac River.  I loved the view and the boats so much that Dad has promised to take me sailing there, as soon as I am old enough (5 years old).  While I can hardly wait to board a vessel, I am even more eager to share my photos with you.  Rest assured that despite the delayed posting of these photos, they were taken on my 3 month birthday.  Check out the pictures here.

Lots of Love,

Amelia Rose

 PS - I got a nasty mosquito bite on my right cheek the day before taking these photos.  No worries though, it is healed now.

My 2 Month Photo Shoot... oh and Phin was there too for his 2-year photo shoot

Time flies, a few weeks back I turned two months old.  And yes, people still stop on the street to look at my hair and coo at my cuteness.  Back when I took Mom, Dad, and Phin camping (at only 1.5 months old), I learned a few things; but, of all of my new findings, I learned that I am usually happiest outdoors.  While I love snuggling with Mom in my room, playing on my playmat in the basement, and crying on Dad's shoulder, I enjoy the fresh air and sweet breezes that only Mother Nature can offer the most (especially when combined with any of my other favorites). 

So, to celebrate my 2-month birthday and to take photos, I kindly requested an outdoor nature setting.  Phin suggested that we return to Huntleigh Meadows Park near our house - a site we visited while I was still calmly resting in the womb (see the old photos in the 2nd half of this album before the fire trucks).

It turned out to be a beautiful day in the park, with limited sight of other visitors.  I loved the serene strolls down the boardwalks and over the marshes.  It was so peaceful.  Be sure to check out all of my photo shoot photos (oh, and Phin's two's too). Haha two too (tutu).

Happy, but sleepy baby on a boardwalk over the marshes



Whasssup.  Dad just taught me how to stick out my tongue - so much fun. 
|PS - grandma made me this blanket, it has a hood.  Thanks G-ma

I love my mommy

Phin, doing what he does best, acting silly

Lots of Love,
Amelia

Happy Second Birthday to Me!

That's right, I'm two.  I'm the biggest and oldest I've ever been.  Saweet.  

I was talking with mom the other day (that's what two year olds do, we talk).  Here's how the conversation went:

Mom:  How old are you?
Me: Two.
Mom: Are you officially a big guy now?
Me: No.
Mom: (puzzled) Are you a baby?
Me: No.
Mom: (even more puzzled/curious) What are you?
Me: I'm a Big Brother.

Now that I'm two, I'm not sure that I'm a Big Guy.  I think I might have grown past being a Big Guy.  I don't know what's next, but I'm probably there.  So, in the meantime, I may just refer to myself as a Big Brother.  Heck, I go to school and I have a blue bicycle and a red scooter (and a helmet), I gotta be bigger than a Big Guy. 

For all you little/younger guys and gals that read this blog, turning two was pretty fun.  Much better than when we celebrated being 1-week old.  Oy, that was losey.  At two, the only thing that we cut are my nails and hair (and a rug, when Moves Like Jagger is playing).  When I turned two, family came in town and we partied with my friends!  I took Nana & Papa and Grandma & Grandpa to my favorite parks.  I invited all my friends to the Alexandria Soft Playroom - a giant room with a ball pit and large cushions I can jump on.  We ate my first cupcake (I had two bites, too sweet).  We played with dig trucks.  We had a lot of fun.  Whew, I'm tired from all the excitement still. 

Anyway, below are a few of my favorite photos, but you can check the rest out here.

On the carosel at Clemyjontri park with Papa

Party time!  The spread

Family Portrait

Peace out,

Phin

My First Camping Trip (Phin's second) - I Love the Outdoors

What an exciting weekend we had a few weeks ago. On Saturday afternoon, we all filed into the family sedan and head out for the 1/2 hour drive through Beltway traffic and sprawl to my first camping trip. While I wasn't sure what camping entailed, Phin reassured me that sleeping in a tent and playing in the woods would be fun. Dad said he was nervious how I would do; but, I reassured him through my actions that I love being outside - just like Mom and Dad.


So having been camping, I'm still not completely positive what it entails. All I remember, since I slept through 90% of the outing (at least that is what Mom said), is that we drove, parked, set some stuff up, went on a train ride, listened to Phin talk in his sleep (about trains, horses from the carosel, and dig trucks - not really a surprise), heard a car alarm go off, woke up, ate breakfast outside, put stuff away, went on another train ride, and then went home. Generally, this sounds like a normal day at our house (although we play with trains instead of ride on them).

Well, whatever camping entails I do love being outside and hope we can go camping again. Although next time, I hope Dad stops making silly jokes about me having to dishes.

Here's the link to the entire camping album.

Love,
Amelia

All smiles for camping (when I'm awake)

Phin, setting up the entire tent by himself (or so he said)

Playing in the tent Sunday morning - I love morning stories

Family photo