Special week coming up

This is a big week coming up. I turn 1 year old, or as my pediatrician states...52 weeks. Really it is next week but I don't see any reason to not talk about it. Please contact me if you need to know what size I wear or what toys you should buy me. Cash and checks are also accepted. Pictures can be taken with me anytime before next Tuesday and for a small fee can be posted on this blog. In addition, I now know where my nose is, and if you ask I can show you where your nose is too. Okay, enough about next week...look what all happened last week.


This is me just one random morning. I had to get up extra early this particular morning because it was a bad hair day from the start. I am the only girl in my class so I try to look proper each day for the gentlemen in my class.


Guess who came to visit this weekend...My cousin Meredith, Aunt Hope and Gran-kakhi (that is what she says I am calling her this week). They took care of me all weekend. Here we are reading a book before bedtime. It was an interesting book and most appropriate for bedtime but it was no "Go Dog Go". I tried to wear Meredith's hair bow earlier that day but it was so big I could not hold my head up. Rebs won Saturday night too...good times.


Here we are in my new wagon. I am not supposed to use it until next week but I had to take it on a test ride. I am super excited.


Here we are with my new pumpkins. I am not supposed to use these till next week too but seriously...an antique truck full of pumpkins and I supposed to just look from afar, I don't think so. Update: Dada just told me that all of these pumpkins are not mine and that we just got one. I bet if I work my charm I can get at least three more by the end of the week.


Here I am showing my cat-like reflexes...to quick for a flash.


The Anheuser-Busch Clydesdale's came to Oxford last week...or at least that is what I was told. By the time we got there I saw a tail headed into a trailer. The cart was still around though.

Walkin

I just learned to walk. Just one of the many things that make my parents smile. Now, if only I could get Presley to walk this way, then all would be right with the world.

2 and Oh the Grove is fun

Snappy little play on words there. You see the I had fun in the Grove and the Rebels are 2 and Oh, so I made a fun title out of it. Clever, I think.

I saw the Walk of Champions, the band, the tents, the people. It was a great time. Check me out below...

Here I am with Lil Pres. I was trying to give him a pep talk. Also known as a Cheer when dressed like this.

Hello Band!

Hello Patton. It was nice meeting you. Thanks for letting me take a ride in your wagon.

Do I see some chicken strips on that table over there?

Patton was trying rush me KD but I explained to her I am a Chi-O legacy. Although we did look like "Sisters" in our matching outfits.
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More pictures from the weekend...

I think I look closer to 12 months than 11 if you ask me. Check out my stylish jeans that Cousin Meredith passed down to me.

Presley and I found a roly poly. Bad Presley...poor roly poly.

I face Forward

I did a 180 this week and decided it was time to upgrade to the big girl chair. I now face forward on when Dada takes me to school. It is much nicer being able to see what is coming instead of what has already gone.



Here I am after safely arriving.

Week before the madness starts

The madness I speak of is Football season. 7 different times over the next several months 10's of thousands of people come to Oxford to see me and to also watch the Rebels take the field. The Rebels are currently ranked the 5th best college football team in the entire world. I don't plan on them slipping any on my watch. I along with the Rebs have a pretty good winning streak going. The biggest game in Oxford is expected to be the Alabama game this year. That is also the weekend that we shall be celebrating my first birthday. Coincidence...I think not.

btw, I am 11 months old today. Here are some pics for the week.

Pres likes to sit up here, just out of my reach. Not sure why he does not like me pulling his tail.


Here I am trying to keep Presley away from my water bowl.

Happy Birthday to me. Mama and Dada made some cupcakes today as a trial run for the big day next month. I practiced burning my forehead and eating candle wax.

Check out mama in her scrubs. She was about the head to the clinic.

Its a Bloggy Blog World

I don't know what that means, but I thought is sounded funny so I wrote it. I know why you are here...for pictures. I don't have any new ones so you are probably disappointed at this point. Peek-a-boo. Why are there no pictures you ask...well I am not real sure, probably laziness on my parents behalf but I assure you it is not because of lack of cute moments with me. There have been cute moments of my standing, sitting, playing in the pantry, playing with Presley, getting stuck under the ottoman (by the way, how many 11 month old kids can spell that), eating big girl food, etc.

Day of Champions

Today was stellar. It was one of the last weekends I got to enjoy with my parents before the season starts and things get busy. Last season was just so demanding. The weather was great and I was not as stressed as I had been during the week.


Here I am cruising through the Walk of Champions. What an awesome feeling to roll where the big boys do.


We went to the new Chic-fil-a today before we went to the Grove. After this picture I let the cow know we were having hamburgers for dinner. He looked sad.


I am going to try not to harp on this for the next several months but football season is about to be here. The turf is all but finished so I had to check it out again. It looks good, real good. I am trying to start a Hotty Toddy during this pic but only the maintenance crew was there to join in and I don't think they understood me. (No able Englas)


Me and Dada, I think I saw him tear up.