Queen of the Dance Floor

Oops - I'm wearing the same dress that I wore in the last post - what a Faux Pas. Sorry - as a 17 month old, I have a very limited wardrobe. So - last weekend was fabulous! We went to Camryn's communion and saw a whole lot of Gabays (Yes - Jews at a Catholic affair - go figure). Anyway - after minutes of shyness - I lost control and decided that I must own the dance floor. Here's me on said dance floor with my grandfather (Papoo) and my Aunt Jacqui and my cousin Nicole.

It's now Thursday and last weekend is a distant memory - I have moved on. I am at Grandma and Grandpa Kiernan's house for two nights while Mommy & Daddy lose their shirt in Atlantic City. And on Sunday - I am going to my first Yankee game.

Uh-Oh!

Many new words this week: Uh-Oh (my favorite), Thank You, Bless You (only if you sneeze), Ball. That's in addition to my usual vocab of: Dog, Elmo, Not Nice, and of course, Ralph.

I saw so many people this weekend. First - I met baby Annabelle. That's Caden's new baby sister and she lives right next door to me. I also saw the Gabay clan and all my cousins. Nicole and Matthew chased me around the house. Until I fell from the stairs and landed on my nose. Uh-Oh!

And I saw the Kiernan clan yesterday - including my cousin Mickey. He's so cute. He's very happy and smiley. And - once again - I fell and landed on my nose. And I have a big bruise on my face. We have no idea how that got there. I also have three big bruises on my legs. Hopefully I'll have access to a computer when I'm in foster care.

Mommy leaves for California tomorrow. And Daddy has to take care of me all on his own. Want to bet that he calls Grandma and Grandpa to take me for the week??

Giddy-Up