Just Me and My Pops

Hey world.  It’s me, Princess Annabelle.  Mama’s been a little slow to write a new blog post, so I thought I’d take matters into my own hands.  I mean really, people, what would that woman do without me?!?

In Mama’s defense, we’ve been busy little bees over the last few days.  Nena and Pops came into town last weekend to play with me and fulfill all of my royal decrees.  That gave Mama and Daddy a chance to go zip-lining in some far off land.


(Right after taking this photo, Mama decided it would be “hilarious” to pose with one leg on the platform.  She lost her balance and knocked Daddy off!  Lucky for her, he was a good sport…and well secured!)

Not able to get enough Belly-Time, Pops decided to stay the WHOLE next week so we could play and play some more!  Mama had to do some kind of work that required her spending all sorts of time on one of my most desired objects…the laptop.  Oh, how I yearn to hit those keys!  But I digress…

I told Mama that she could do some work, but only if I – the Little Boss – got to decide how to spend the money she made.  That’s right, folks, very soon there will be a brand new pony living in my backyard!  I think I’ll name her Twinkle Toes.

So Pops and I have been having a jolly ole time, and he is getting very good and jumping at my every whim.  He’s a good servant.  I haven’t been able to convince him to share all of the Swiss cake rolls, cookies, oatmeal cream pies, and other goodies that he eats (all day long), but I will!  Pops is no match for the Little Miss!

 

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June 9th = 11 months + 30 years

June 9th was an extra special day in the Wright Hacienda, because on that day the Little Miss turned 11 months old AND her Daddy turned 30 years old (cue “over the hill” jokes)!

Now 30 years is quite a milestone (I wouldn’t know, of course, as I’m determined to be “29 and a bit” until my dying day), so the Little Party Animal and I were determined to celebrate Daddy with as much hoopla as we could muster. This amounted to a dinner party with the extended Wright family, birthday morning breakfast surprise, date night for Mommy and Daddy (thanks to the McGees!) and dinner party with some dear friends from church.

I guess you could call it more of a birthweek than a birthday…


(Disclaimer: Objects in view are farther apart than they appear)

During the Wright party, the Little Lady was happy to sit on Grandpop’s lap, where the cake and ice cream were flowin’…And to crawl around so she could share secrets with her Grammie.

And what would a month-milestone be without another crazy baby photo shoot?  This time I waited until Mike got home from work so that he could help me to wrangle the Little Model.  But despite our best efforts, containing the wiggles was just as comical as ever!

Oh well.  There’s always next month, right?

Here’s to you, Daddy and Little Miss!  We love you!

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