I'm Lysbeth. I'm 10 months old, and I can do it myself.

Fashion Show

I have already alluded to my hat collection.  We decided to bring Henry and Teddy Bear into the fun.

Mommy says I'm spoiled because so many people me give me pretty clothes.

I disagree. I think Mommy is spoiled because she gets to play dress-up with me. I, however, would rather be naked.

(Picture discreet so that when I have a boyfriend Mommy can't embarrass me by showing him my blog)

I tell this to her, but she still uses my nap times to make me dresses. 

Such is the life of a firstborn.

This is How I Help Mommy

We do laundry together.

I empty out my basket so Mommy has something to pick up.

In the same spirit, I clean out my changing table while getting dressed.

Most importantly, we cook together. Mommy cuts up cherries and I eat them.

We have a symbiotic relationship.

I'm 9 months old.

And I'm still working on the hair.

My First Slumber Party

I got to stay in a hotel, and Aunt Chrissy showed me how to use a remote while Mommy was gone.

They introduced me to Johnny Depp, though they needn't have bothered. I remembered watching Pirates 4 at the drive-in theater when it was past my bed time and I was supposed to be asleep.

I love hanging out with Mommy's friends.

Really, I do. I just wasn't sure about the cold ocean breeze.

You can read more about my adventures on Aunt Chrissy's blog!

This is How I Play in 29 Palms

We go swinging in the mornings, before it gets to 100 degrees.

We go swimming in the afternoons, when it's too hot to do anything else.

We play bubbles inside, where there is air conditioning.

We go hiking and camping in the mountains, where it stays cooler.

Last week we had a thunderstorm!

Mommy and I played in the rain.

Then we came inside to watch the storm.

8 Months and Still Growing