Not so Nice...

I finally said my first real words. And Mom & Dad think I am lying. Two of my teachers told Dad - and they still dont believe me! How would they know? They're not even around! Mom was in Atlanta all day. Dad was at work.

So at daycare yesterday, another kid grabbed a toy from me and I yelled "NOT NICE". I think that was fairly appropriate. Find your own damn toy.

Mom was betting that my first words would be "PICK A LANE" or some other road rage type term. So maybe she's just in denial. Anyway - my first words were pretty feisty if I do say so myself.

So Mom and Dad were trying to get me to say it again for them last night. They kept giving me toys and then yanking it away from me. I just rolled my eyes at them.

And we have Video...

And She's Buying the Stairway to...

Daddy's office? Ha Ha Ha - I figured out how to get upstairs. We have video of it - but the file is too big for YouTube. Okay - we clearly need some video editing software. Here's a photo of me to hold you over til we can post this video.

So yes - I know how to go up the stairs now. Problem is I dont know how to get back down. I keep trying to go head first and that doesnt usually work.

Actually maybe it is a good thing we dont post the video. Mom is wearing some horrible 80's leggings and socks and she just looks hideous. Also - she's watching 'Intervention' on A&E and you can hear about this heroin addict in the background. Actually - it's the son of Chuck from Three Dog Night...but now I'm off on a tangent.

It's MLK Day - Mom is home. Dad is at work. And I'm going to get my shots soon. Naomi. Out.

Head Banger Baby

Not the "Judas Priest" type of head-banging. More like I have a ton of bruises on my head because I literally banged my head about 7 times this weekend. I have a big bruise on my forehead and a black eye.

It was a humiliating weekend all around. My boyfriend, Andres, was here on Saturday and for the first time ever - I hurled - EVERYWHERE. In front of Andres! And his parents! It was horrible. I wonder if he still loves me.

Mom left me last week - she went to Vegas and left me home with Daddy. He took care of me really well. He's a superdad. Superbad Superdad.

Aunt Molly passed away. I never got to meet her. But Daddy loved her very much.

2008...First Class all the way, baby!

Here's me in my first class seat. Dont I look like a very important advertising executive using my crackberry right up til the stewardess yells at me to turn it off? My first flight!

We went to Chapel Hill to see the Cawley family for New Years Eve. Uncle Tom made us a yummy dinner in his cabin. I loved playing with Aunt Michelle and Grace and Ava. And they bought me pretty dresses.

My new nickname is BC as in Bouncy Cokehead. I was completely wired at the hotel and stayed up until 3am. I finally fell asleep and then the hotel phone rang. Security called to tell us that a 25 year old kid in a hummer smashed our rental car. Have you ever gotten into a car accident while sleeping in your bed? Crazy, huh? Hertz does not love the Gabays anymore. Second crash in two years. Anyway - Mom had to deal with that crap and didnt get back to sleep til 5am. Then I woke her up nice and early. We went back to the Cawley Cabin for a very yummy brunch.

Happy New Year Everybody!!