Wednesday, April 4, 2007

This post brought to you courtesy of Miss Bella, the family princess

Hi everyone...my mom is too tired to update so I jumped at the chance to do it. I really like my new baby brothers but I keep wondering when they are going to their new home...I mean, this is temporary, right? They lived at the hospital for a little while and that was super nice because we got to go visit them a lot but we didn't have to listen to them cry all the time or share our Mom and Dad too much. But now that Garrett and Landon are home, Mom and Dad have to spend a lot of time feeding them and stuff. Why can't they hold their own bottles? And what's up with having to be "gentle" with the babies all the time...Mom says I have to be careful of their heads. I don't see what the big deal is...when my Barbie doll's head pops off, I just stick it back on her. No harm, no foul. And my Barbie is still smiling so obviously she hasn't been seriously injured. I'm really good at burping the babies...I just slap them on the back a few times and they burp. It's really cool. Sometimes I just tell them to burp and they do...they already know who's the boss and I'm liking it....

Cole and I are doing well...Easter is coming up and my nanny and grandpa got us Easter Baskets. Mom and Dad hid them from us but we know they put the baskets in the living room closet. So every once in awhile, I go into the closet to make sure the baskets are still there and still intact....no one is going near my Easter candy!! Mom and Dad bought a bag of M&M's at the store the other day and they can't seem to find the bag....hahahahaha....that's because me and Cole took the bag and hid it from them. How do you like it now, Mom and Dad??? You don't like people taking your things and hiding them from you, do you?? I always get the last laugh...you'd think they'd know that by now.

See, the thing about adults is that they underestimate us little people. I'm 2 years old but I have eyes, I can see that you're hiding something from me. I have ears, I can hear you whispering about me. I have feelings, so when you tell me no to something I can't help it if I cry. Sure, crying over something as simple as not having the exact sippy cup I want to drink my OJ out of may not seem like a big deal to you but to me, it's the end of the world. It really is. I've had days that have started out horribly because I did not get the juice I wanted in the exact sippy cup that I wanted....it all comes down to mutual respect, ya know?? You respect my choices, I respect your choices....why can't parents understand that??

But I get away with a lot because I'm so darn cute...I'm sure you've seen my pictures and you'll agree that I'm cute as a button. But Mom says I'm also beautiful on the inside, whatever that means. I think she read in one of her millions of parenting books that she should tell me that so I don't get stuck on judging people on their looks and not look at what's on the inside, or something like that. They talked about it on Dr Phil one day...not that I watch Dr Phil on a daily basis but he seems like a smart guy. Personally, I prefer to watch Dora the Explorer...now I really learn stuff from her, she's one smart cookie. Not quite the looker but I'm sure she's beautiful on the inside.

Here are some recent pictures....don't I have a great smile??







So back to the babies....they're both really growing a lot. We took Garrett to the dr's office the other day and he already weighs 5 pounds. That little dude can eat. But he poops like 5 times a day so it makes me wonder how he even gains weight when everything that goes in, goes right back out again. He cries about everything...sometimes I just wanna yell at him "Dude, what's your problem? This is life....deal with it". Sometimes you just have to accept the cards your dealt, know what I mean? He acts like he's gonna die if he's not held the minute he starts crying or something...kinda like me when I don't get the sippy cup I want but somehow my needs seem more important than is. I am 2 years old, after all, and he's just a baby.

We're not sure how much Landon weighs right now but he has an appt on Friday so we'll find out then. He's a lot bigger than Garrett but they look so much alike that when I see them separately I have a hard time telling who's who. Mom says they look like little boiled chickens so we've nicknamed them "Chicken One" and "Chicken Two" or sometimes we call Garrett "Chicken Little" because he's so little. I'm not sure if they like the names or not. One of the nurses in the NICU started calling Garrett "peanut" and I said I wasn't gonna tolerate that...that's MY nickname and I'm not sharing it. I'm the original "peanut"...I already have to share my home with those stinky babies, isn't that enough?? I shouldn't have to share my nickname too...

So that's today's update....hopefully Mom won't be too tired to do the next update or Cole may have to do it. It's a lot of work but I really appreciate having the opportunity to express my opinions in this forum. I'm kinda like the Rush Limbaugh of toddlers....not that I think he's all that great but I like the fact that he has his own talk show, where he gets to express his opinions all the time. That's gotta be nice and he gets paid for it too....talk about perks!!

Okay, gotta run....I think I smell poop and it's not ME for once....

Miss Bella the Family Princess

3 comments:

Jen said...

Bella how do you endure so much hardship? I think your mommy should hire someone to look after all your brothers and just do whatever you want all day. Now to figure out how to make money grow on trees like the grownups keep talking about....

Anonymous said...

oh man Helene you crack me up I stole the M a&M's

Melanie said...

Bella, you are just adorable, and yes, you do have a beautiful smile! Your brothers are all beautiful too, so you all make a great family. Of course I understand you're the boss, what else would a princess be? Give your mama a big hug for me and tell her how wonderful she is!

I figure that if the children are alive when my husband gets home at the end of the day, I've done my job.

----Roseanne Barr



 
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