Halloween

A Baker, a Birthday Cake, and Ron Burgundy (70's Anchorman). Guess who's who.

Annie and Lydi"bug" hanging in the Hallowagon.

The 'stache is key.
Annie and Kaylee at the Zoo.

Annie Updates

Annie says Hi


Peek-a-booya


Hawaiian Annie


Annie's giving kisses to Mom.
She loves to drive. Here she's stuck in traffic.

Baby pool? Nah!

Annie absolutely loves playing in the water.

She can carry a 2 day water supply in her diaper...like a camel.

Annie's Walking

Annie is walking! This video is from last week. She's come a long way - her first couple steps were two weeks ago.

The Annie Groove, Day at the Park, Easter

Annie plays the keys and looks for the groove. She finds it about half way through the video with her signature gyrate move.



Annie's FIRST day at the park:


Trouble in da bubble.
First , you have to qualify on the little slide.
Then you graduate to the big slide to show what you're made of.
"I like parks, but I always come back to my lid n' tupperware playhouse."
Nana and Pop (my Mom and Pop) came down on Easter Weekend. Hop on Pop:
Showing off her pretty Easter dress that Aunt Stweets and Uncle Ricky sent:
"You cannot hide it, I know there's chocolate in the purple one!"She kinda looks like a teenager here. That reminds me, I can't wait to intimidate little boys that want to date her.

Pictures Finally

Here are some pictures. Most recent are first.

Annie's First Christmas

Annie doubles in length every week or so. She's almost 8 months old, but wears 12mo clothes. And her personality is really coming out. She's crawling around everywhere now, usually ending up under a table or over by the piano gnawing on the sustain pedal. She loves textures & singing (she does both at once by "playing" the couch like a guitar - she'll sing a long note every time she rubs her hand against a fabric), cuddling, reading books, crawling under & over everything, and playing with any & everybody.

We had a fantastic time in Arkansas for Christmas at my family's house. Annie loved having everybody around.

It's Christmas morning! Annie loves the hat that Shawna (my sister) knitted for her. She doesn't even mind her ear being folded backwards in this picture.
Mom, Annie, and the snail.She's so excited, but too young to know anything about presents (so, she's PRE-selfish-christmas-morning-child).Yay, the box! Pop hand built a sweet toy box for Annie.Typical Miller Christmas. Grandma, Pop, Shawna, Ricky, Mom, Me, the Girl.Grandma's a pro at walking instruction, and many other Grandma duties. Annie had a great time with her all week.
She's always happy with Pop.She's a huge fan of Aunt Stweets (Shawna).She loves uncle Ricky and the pureed carrots he's feeding her.
Hanging out with her cousin, Sairah, Annie loved the girl-girl time.
Here she's peeking through the rail with Mom. Mom is probably the favorite by a few % points. Here's the breakdown currently: Mom (52% favorite), Me (48% favorite). I working on evening up the score.

I like her the best.

Da Bunny

Annie was da' bunny for her first Halloween. We dressed her up with what we had: bunny hat, puffy mittens, pajamas that happen to have bunnies on them, and of course whiskers and red nose dot using washable markers (safe on your face? sure.) We thought about using a sharpie for the whiskers. After all, the permanent marker would last well into the holidays before re-application. She could be a Christmas bunny too.We took her trick-or-treating with some friends. Here, she's getting the Momma love.
The "trick" was on them...that is, the neighborhood. You see, people thought they were giving candy to Annie. After all, she's the one holding the candy bag (see below), even if it was propped on her bunny mitten.
Fact is, the candy's all mine, including the "regular" sized bag of M&Ms. Forget that "fun" size stuff. I go for the big candy.

We took a break at one house for a leaf dive. It wasn't until I took Annie back out of the leaf pile that the owner of the house told us that there were probably spiders in the pile. Apparently, her and her husband had endured spider bites while raking the yard that week. Thanks for that bit of late info. Fortunately, Annie escaped unbitten.
Here she is with some of her trick-or-treat buddies.
And her chicklet friend.