A Little Sick

It's me, Elizabeth. I am a little sick today, for the first time in my entire life. (And two whole years is a long time to not be sick at all.) I woke up early because I threw up. And I didn't feel good! So I yelled at Mama and Dada. But they gave me medicine and made me feel much better. So I went back to sleep for a little while and now I am enjoying myself. Apparently when you are sick, you get special treats. If I had known this, I may have arranged to get some Germs earlier.

So don't feel too bad for me.

Love,

Elizabeth and her germs

The Amazing Shrinking Bear

Dearest Internet Peoples Who Have Watched Me Get Bigger for a Whole YEAR,

I have gone through my lovely photographs of me with my Bear and put together a Montage for you. You can see how I am so mostest clever that I got my Bear to SHRINK this year.

Here is me at two and a half weeks old. My Bear and I were dressed up for Christmas. I have fancy socks.



Here I am at one month old. I am still pretty floppy. No, wait, I mean I am giving my Bear a cuddle. Yes, that's it.


Now I am two months old! I have rubberband wrists!


When I was three months old, I wore some long sleevies, so that my wrists were hidden. But you can still see my thighs. Want a nibble? Mama says that I am delicious.


When I got to be four months old, I learned that cameras were for smiling! I could smile lots before this, but I saved my smiles for Mama and Dada. And do you like my outfit? My Dada designed this outfit for me online when he was supposed to be sleeping! It was a little big here, but now it still fits me!


I was five months old here. I could sit up real good and that was so much fun. Well, I thought it was fun then. Now I know better and I don't sits at all!


Here is me and my Bear at six months old. I was trying to push Bear out of the way so that I could be the Star of the pictures. I am always the Star, you know.


Here I am at seven months old. I always reminded Mama lady to take these Bear pictures on my Exact and Specific monthday and she never forgot once. Really! I promise. (Sometimes she was a little late putting them on my bloggy, but she was never late taking them.)


When I turned eight months old, I thought it was more fun to do other stuff. I thought getting my picture taken was boring.


But I got over that! Here I am at nine months old, sitting up nice and tall for the camera. I learned to walk when I was nine months old. Walking is ever so much better than sitting or crawling. You can get places so much Faster, you can hold things and carry them, and you can reach more Stuff You Aren't Supposed to Touch when you stand up tall.


When I was ten months old, I was so very funny! I tell Mama a funny joke here while she takes my picture. I say "Mama, give me that camera and I will take YOUR picture with Bear. I will not drop your camera or taste it, not even a little bit, you can trust me!" Then I laugh and Mama realizes that I really would taste her camera.


Now I am eleven months old in this picture. I know sign language for some words so that I can tell Mama lady to give me stuff that I want. I can run and climb. My dogs and I are very good friends and we talk to each other. They say "bark" and I say "eh" and we understand each other perfectly.


Here is my picture from my Birfday. I am ONE. I went from eleven to One, but Mama says that can happen sometimes.


Well, I hope you enjoyed looking at my pictures from all of the whole year. I growed a lot! I even got some more hair. I also got lots of Skillz this year. I hope you will keep reading my bloggy and watch me Grow some mores!

Love and kisses,

'Lizabeth

You'd Better Not Cry

Dear Everyone,

It is I, Elizabeth the Great and Fantastic. I am here for a minute to tell you about something Terrible.

Yes, Terrible.

Mama says that Santa is not going to bring me any presents this year.

I do not know why! How could Santa possibly not bring presents to a darling baby like me?


Oh. Right. There was THAT.

Love,

Elizabeth who luckily already has ten million toys.

One

Dear Lovely Internet People,

Guess what? Today is my birfday! I am ONE. I don't know how I could go from Eleven Months to One, but Mama says that is what happens. It seems backwards to me.

Anyway, I will show you some pictures of me from last year.

This is my first ever photograph. Ignore the yelling. I was really quite Mad at the time.



This is me doing a Dramatic Gesture with my arms.


Here's me, meeting Dada guy for the very first time. We liked each other.


And here is me, telling Mama that she should brush her hair and that the lights are really too bright in this room.


And here I am, taking a little nap, since I got quite tired with all the Yelling. Also, have you seen my hands? They seem to be missing.

So, I will show you pictures of my birfday (complete with Cakey!) later, since they are still on Mama's camera and I am quite tired with all my Festivities. In the meantime, for my birfday, I want everyone to say hi. I will tell you how to do it! First, look down there at the bottom. Underneath where it says "Love, Elizabeth the Great" there are little words that say 0 Comments. (Or more than 0 comments, if you are late to the game.) Click that button. Then it takes you to a new page with a box on the right side that you write your comment in. May I suggest that you write "Happy birfday Elizabeth the Great and your Mama should give you more cakey, in fact you should get cakey every single day." Or you can write something else if you want. Then after that, you click on the button next to the words "Name/URL" Then write your name in the box next to Name. If you have your own bloggy, you can put it there and I will visit you. If you are sad and blogless, you can leave that spot blank. Then push the button that says "Publish Your Comment." If it works, you will see a message at the top of the page that says so but your comment will not show up right away. Since this is a baby website, I have Mama or Dada read the comments first, so that we do not help advertise certain pills and naughty websites.

Okay, that's easy, right? I will do it first, so that you can see. And since it is my birfday, EVERYONE should say something. Even if you are just Auntie Ashley's friend who has never met me or my dog Trin or one of Dada's friends. Everyone is welcome on Elizabeth the Great's bloggy since I am a friendly baby. If you don't think Mama or Dada will recognize your name right away, you can tell us who you are. (Say: I am Auntie Ashley's friend or your dog Trin or one of Dada's friends!) Okay? It's a deal.

Happy birfday to me!

Love,

Elizabeth the Great

Breaking News

Hello! It is me, 'Lizabeth! I am blogging particularly late tonight on accounts that we were out late going to Epcot today.

Firstly, here are some pictures of me playing with Dada's shoes.

It was fun.
I was taking my little shoes in putting them in his big shoes. I am so clever!

Now, I must tell you something else about my cleverness. A couple days ago, I was in my cribby and I wanted out of my cribby, so I call Mama to come get me. I even say "Mama!" But Mama thoughts it was a coincidence, since mamamama is one of my most favorite words to babble. (I also quite like dadadadada and bababababa. Those are also good ones.)

So, tonight, I decide to show Mama that I know what I am talking about. I say "Mama" and I point to Mama! Then I do it again. Then we go out to tell Dada and I do it again! (But Dada wasn't paying attention. But he believes us. And he promises to pay more attention.)

So, it is official, I say Mama now and I have proven that I know what it means. So there.

Love and kisses,

Elizabeth

There Can Be No Stopping Me Now

Hello, dear friends! It is me, Elizabeth the Walking Baby.

You heard correctly. The Walking Baby. I can do it now. I walk all by myself! The other night, when I was partying in the living room with Mama and Dada instead of sleeping in my cribby, I let go of the table and walked off into the bedroom all by myself.

I am just so clever like that.

I have discovered that walking with no hands is so much better than crawling or holding Mama's hand. I can go places all by myself and I can hold things in my hands and look at them.

It is the Best Thing Ever.

Mama and Dada took some videotape of me doing my clever walking, but I need to borrow Dada's computer to put videos on the internet. Dada is using it right now, so until I get a laptop of my own, you will have to make do with some still pictures of me walking.

You are permitted to print them out and make a flipbook if you want to see how I really walk.

Kisses!

Elizabeth the Mostest Clever Smartest Best Walking Baby of All Time Who Is Very Proud of Herself

Food

Hello, everyone! I have a very exciting update to bring you.

Now that I am all Big and stuff, I gots some new toys.

Here's me, looking all Big.
And here's me, all excited when Mommy told me that my new toys were coming.

Here is a picture of my new toys, before I gots them. They are called green beans and rice, Mommy says. They are SO fascinating.

I is ready, Mommy lady. Give me my new toys. See, I've got my prettiest bib on and my sleevies rolled up, and my plastic tray on my Big People's chair.

I told you that they were fascinating. Look! One green bean for each hand!

I like to put all my toys in my mouf.

Here I am again, trying to get this fascinating toy in my mouf.

Hmm, perhaps I shall bang them a little. Banging is so fun.

Wait, what is this new toy? Rice, you say? It is sticky, yet fluffy. Fascinating.

Perhaps this green bean goes on top of this rice?

Not now, Daddy guy, I is busy.

These new toys require a lot of concentrations and a lot of hard work.

My doggies took up posts, one on each side of my Big Chair, and I shared my toys with them on the floor.

They weren't impressed much. Mostly they just left my new toys there. They say that Mommy and Daddy should give me Steak and Bacon and then they will get back to me about that.

You do not have a silver plated sippy cuppy? Well, that is because you are not as special as me.

Daddy kept putting my new toys in my mouf. I do not understand. Mommy says that I will, later.

See, here is me with a rice in my mouf.

Then Mommy's camera took a nap, so we don't have any more pictures at present. Daddy's camera did some work, but Daddy will have to put those pictures up on my Bloggy.

Mommy says that the amount of food that I actually consumed can only be measured on a molecular level, but that I will get the hang of it in no time.

My Toofs

Hello, my internet people inside of the computer. I have been very busy lately and I have not had any time to put any pictures up on my blog here.

What have I been doing, you ask?

Do you see my toofs in there?

No?

That is because I do not show them to anyone! Hahaha! They are secret toofs.

If you try to look at them, I bites your fingers instead.

Anyway, when I am busy getting toofs, I cannot type here on my blog because I require Mommy to hold me All of the Time. It is very important, apparently.

But I am getting two toofs. Both of them are bottom toofs and they are on the right side. One is a tiny dot and one is a big lump. Sometimes I bite on things to make my toofs feel better. Best for biting is the Mommy and Daddy's fingers. That pink toothbrush is pretty good too.

Doggies

Hi, Everybody!

Guess what I just figured out? I have Doggies!

This is my doggie Scrooby. He got the website named after him cause he's the only one named Scrooby. I says that the website should have been named Elizabeth, but Mommy says that apparently there are more babies called Elizabeth (what?!?) and that this website was heres before I got borns anyway.

And this is my other doggie, Trinity. Mommy calls us both Princess and that gets confusings sometimes. We don't mind though.

Now, about two weeks ago, I started to study out what these things were. And I discovered that we have doggies! Before, I didn't know.

Mommy says that we've always had doggies. She says here is some photographic proofs that the doggies were here the very day that I came home to live in this house.

Ah ha, that is why I didn't know! Clearly I am sleeping in those pictures. How was I supposed to know that we had doggies if I wasn't even awakes?

Anyways, peoples, in the last two weeks, I've started looking at my doggies. Before, I used to like to look at the Mommy or the Daddy person, or sometimes the ceilings. Lights were particularly amazing. But now I have discovered that the doggies are interesting too. I can watch them. And when they gets close enough to me, I can reach out with my grabby fingers and get Big handfuls of hair to grab.

I like to pull out hairs. Mommy's head hairs are good for pulling. Daddy's arm hairs are the best though.

I don't pull out my own hairs. I only have a few of those (even if they are getting longers) and they are too Precious for pulling.

But Mommy and Daddy have lots of hairs for pulling. So I pulls their hairs. And recently, I discovered that doggie hairs are also good for pulling. This makes Trin doggie nervous, since she still isn't sure what I am yet. She thinks I might be a human, she's pretty sure that I am alive, and she's positive that I am No Fun yet since I am not fully formed. She thinks I am still in the larva stage. Mommy says that she will like me when I get to sit in my big chair and eat Solid Food. Apparently some babies aren't good at Solid Food when they first start and they loses some over the sides. I don't plan to do that though. I shall put all the Solid Food in my mouths. Solid Food looks delicious. I watch every single bite Mommy puts in her mouths, but apparently I don't get any Solid Food for another two months? How mean!

Anyway, we were talking about doggies, right? I like to pull the doggie hairs and I also like to grab big handfuls of hairs and just hold on. Scrooby dog doesn't mind. We aren't exactly friends, but we came to an amicable truce a long time ago.

See? Daddy has two arms, so Scrooby consented to let me stay. Sees how smalls I was then? Now I am bigger than Scrooby dog.

I like to watch my doggies. Their hair is very fun and they have lots more of it than the Mommy and the Daddy person. I even tasted Scrooby doggie yesterday. He tastes okay. A little fuzzy though.