I'm back!

While I've been away it seems someone hacked my account and posted that last entry! Though it is all technically true the style is obviously not mine. In retaliation I hacked Microsoft's web site... I know it probably wasn't their fault but I don't know which of my parents did it and Microsoft surely deserves punishment for something.

So what have I been up to?

Well I learned to walk. That was a big one for me. The falling on my butt isn’t fun, but I wear pampers and they work as shock absorbers when wet.

I'm also feeding myself. I'm big on broccoli, lemons, strawberries, meat and bread. I don't like... uhm... I don't like the hair on my pacifier after I drop it.

I'm also feeding daddy. Usually I have one for me and one for him. He's a bit slow so sometimes I have to hold out the food for a long time before he realizes it's for him.

I tried to help mommy with waffles this morning but she always has to do things her way. Sigh. I don't think a taste of batter would have hurt me.

Oh and I helped Daddy with some of his renovation work. He taught me everything he knew. That’s when I realized he needed some help.

Oh I almost forgot my birthday! I got loads of nice boxes to play with!

And I can’t forget when Nanna flew up to watch me while daddy took mommy to Edmonton for a weekend.
A big Kiss to everyone!

Moving

For those of you who think I've fallen off the changetable... I haven't :) I've merely been travelling!
I went to Grande Prairie, Alberta, where my Auntie Amy and Uncle Chris welcomed my baby cousin Mason into the world. My nanny from Newfoundland was there too! After that, I travelled to see my Nana and Papa in White Rock while my mom and dad went to the east coast. I had such fun! My great-Omi gave me a beautiful pink frilly dress and matching booties. So pretty!
I didn't have access to the internet for most of my travels so I am only now having enough spare time to write to you. But I do have some news for you! I am moving away in 12 days!
My daddy accepted a job in a place called Fort McMurray where there are good companies to work for and lots of money to buy me new toys! Mommy said she's going to paint my room cotton candy pink! Yay!! We have a bigger newer house there and mommy said there are lots of her friends from Newfoundland!
We're going to have a big party when we move into our house and celebrate our new life in this new place. Mommy said it already feels like home because of all the "Newfie's". I'm not sure what that is, but I hope it doesn't cost us too much money...

New Friends

First off a big hello to everyone in Europe and around the world it is so nice to make friends from over seas! (even if they are in Wisconsin now)

A recent comment is a lovely example of new friends

Hello Hannah,
I found your blog through Hillary's blog and I have to say I am impressed. You are intelligent, but yet cute! I teach college German and I would say that your German is about on the same level as our third semester courses. Really impressive. Mach weiter so! Wo hast Du so gut Deutsch gelernt? Guckst Du Dir auch die Fussball Weltmeisterschaft im Fernsehen an, die diesen Sommer in Deutschland stattfindet? Sprichst Du noch andere Sprachen?

Viele Grüße nach Kanada

I don’t think I ‘m 3rd semester material but you know how babies love praise even if it’s not quite true;)

For those who don’t speak German, at the end I think she said: Where did you learn German so well? Will you watch the world football (soccer) on television, this summer it takes place in Germany? Do you speak still different languages?

To answer:
Ich erlernte Deutsches von den Autowerbungen meistens. Leider erhalte ich keinen Sport auf Fernsehen. Wir haben nur 2 Stationen hier. Vati sagt, daß zu viel Fernsehen für mich schlecht ist. Ich sage, daß er ein Ruck ist. Glücklicherweise kann er nicht Deutschen lesen! Ich arbeite auf erlernenrussen. Ich finde es bin, einschüchternd als Englisch. Das Schreien “Извините меня но я верю вы принимало мою игрушку трещотки.” schickt ihren Müttern die meisten Babys, die schreien.

Hallo zu jeder in Wisconsin!

Here is what I may have said with particularly poor grammer:

I learned German from car commercials mostly. Unfortunately I do not get any sports on television. We only have 2 stations here. Dad says too much television is bad for me. I say he is a wonderfull father. Fortunately he is loving kind and smart! I am working on learning Russian. I find it is more intimidating than English. Screaming "Извините меня но я верю вы принимало мою игрушку трещотки." will send most babies crying to their mothers. (Excuse me but I believe you have taken my rattle)

Hi to everyone in Wisconsin!

Lastly since my research has shown that the only reason most readers visit my blog is for the cute pictures of me here is one of me singing a lovely opera in Latin … or something…

A nice light snack

Ich benutzte die Taschenlampe, um meinen Eltern eine furchtsame Geschichte zu erklären, als ich diesen guten Lichtgeschmack verwirklichte! Art von einem kaum süssem, schäumend, Aroma zu ihm. Nicht sehr ist füllen aber das OKAY, weil es mehr Raum für Karottepüree verläßt.

Hallo zu allen meinen Freunden in Deutschland!

I was using the flashlight to tell my parents a scary story when I realized that light tastes good! Kind of a barely saccharine, vivacious, essence to it. Not very filling but that’s OK because it leaves more room for carrot puree.

Oh Oh before I forget check out the new picture link on the right side to see my newly posted flicker photo uploads. Here is a bonus not found on the site that's just for my Blog readers;)

Prison Break

Sometimes my parent’s leave me in my crib to nap. Unfortunately I don’t always want to nap (though there’s nothing like a mid day nap when I’m in the mood for one). I’d cry but I don’t want them to think I’m a baby.

So here I sit… at least I have my blackberry from e-bay so I can update my Blog. No diamond studded rattle though. My Visa diden't go that high.… Sigh…

Enough is enough, I’m escaping my crib! I’ve got the sheets tied into a rope and now all I need is to chew through the bars and I’m outa here! I figure I’ll be able to crawl by the time I get through the bars then watch out world!


Boy, teeth would help right about now.

Dancing

Today I got all dressed up and Mom taught me how to dance! It was a lot of fun and I appreciate her effort but too many of her moves were out dated. It's not just dancing either, her fashion and music tastes are out of date too. I love my Mom dearly, but I've realized that I need a personal role model who is more in tune with today's pop culture. That is why I have decided to have a big sister! I know other babies who have had excellent success with their older siblings. Tying shoes, getting treats of the counter, and taking care of playground bullies are just a few of the applications I’ve thought of so far!

I’ll want one with some age and experience so she can share her wisdom, but not so old she is out of touch. 3-4 years old would probably work out just fine.

Now that I have decided I want one I am not sure how the process works. I have hinted to mom that I would like one, but she doesn’t seem to get it. Last week I heard something about getting me a little brother or sister one day but I don’t want one of those at all! They can’t do anything for me and more importantly they would steal attention from ME. I’m not too worried though I’m quite small so I don’t think they would have an easy time finding a smaller baby.

If anyone has any idea where I can get a well behaved obedient big sister please let me know. If you have two perhaps you could spare one?

I can too!

Thank you for all the wonderful comments. The vast majority are a pleasure to read and let me know who is visiting my site. However some people have doubted my honesty on a few points. I would like to defend myself and my Blog at this time.

1You look older than 5 months.

As a mater of fact I'm 5 and one half months old, thank you very much. And it just so happens that I'm very tall for my age and I'm still a little sensitive about it.

2 You can’t suck on your feet, no one can.

Yes I can and here is the pictures to back up that statement

They taste very nice probably because I don’t walk or crawl yet. I may give up the practice once I start walking… I’ll let you know.

3 Babies can’t write Blogs! You must have your Mom or Dad help you.

Of course I write my own Blog! I’ve lived with the internet my whole life. My parents on the other hand were already 18ish by the time they noticed the internet. As we all know, it is the formative early months and years that are best for learning. Sadly my parents missed the boat. Perhaps I’ll set up a blog for them.

If you need photographic evidence here you are.

I hope this clarifys things for everyone:) ...boy I need to clean up my desk.

Love ya all!
Muah!

It's everything I want to chew on

Today marks an important day in my life. My very first VISA card! Dad gave it to me to play with for a while. I love it. It's shinny and colourful and though it fits in my mouth it's too big to swallow. Dad told Mom not to worry because I can't drive to the mall with it.

I can't wait to see his reaction when he gets the bill for my diamond studded rattle from E-bay!

Space Please

We all love our parents right? It's just that sometimes they kinda invade our personal space. My least fave is Mom "checking" my dipper to see if I need changing. For the record if I need changing you will be the first to know, you don't need to go sniffing my middle every half hour. Anyway I find that the best way of keeping some space for yourself is to grab a good chunk of hair every now and then and just not let go. Sure it hurts them a bit but it's the only way they are going to learn. Even if they don't like it what are they going to do? Your a baby remember, you "don't know any better" LOL I love my life!

The Shrinking Universe

Hi all. My name is Hannah. I'm new to Blogging.

I’ve had an msn site for a while at MSN Unfortunately it was a bit tight on storage space so while I was setting up my flickr account and uploading pictures I figured I’d start a blog.

A quick summary of what I’ve been up to last year:

At first things were fairly hazy. Gradually I became aware of my environment. The universe though warm and cozy was a bit smaller than I had expected but that was fine I had room enough to swim and exercise. After a few months or so, I became aware that I was getting bigger but the world was not… or the world was getting smaller… either way it was cause for concern.

A few weeks later I started noticing patterns in the irregular sounds from the universe (besides the usual thump thump) I started suspecting the possibility of life in outer space.

By the time I was 4 or 7 months old (it was tough to tell) things were a bit too cramped for my liking and I was ready for some more space. I was quite certain of life beyond my world but not sure of how or if I should attempt a communication for rescue

One day after who knows how many months of slowly shrinking living space I actually was “rescued”. Looking back it was probably a good move for me. At the time it seemed like the end of the world. I still don’t really feel like talking about it… lets just say if you’ve ever been pulled by your head through a kitty door you know how I felt.

Outer space was colder than I imagined and dryer too. It took a few days to get used to the lights sounds and cold. Lucky for me my world was kept close by so I could snuggle close for warmth and reassuring sounds. I call her Mom for short.

One thing that ticked me off once I got my bearings is that they arbitrarily reset my age!!! I was 3 months from my first anniversary of existence. Now I have to wait a YEAR!!! Oh and instead of anniversary of existence they call it a birthday… like I want to remember THAT!!! I’m still not sure who’s fault it was but I suspect it was Dad’s. One of the things I figured out from Mom while she was “pregnant” is that most things are Dad’s fault.

On the bright side breathing is awesome! It was a total rush at first. It felt like I was floating and spinning and it was just great. Gradually I got used to it and now I'm accustomed to it but every now and then I like to take a big gulp of air and see if I can float! I don't seem to be able to quit but I don't care. If breathing is wrong I don't wana be right.

The last 5 months have just flown by. Shiny and colourful things everywhere. Lots of thins to see and put in my mouth. First 2 months I invested in intensive parental training. They learned quickly and as of yet I have been unsuccessful at peeing on them during a diaper change. I think if I stop trying for a few weeks and I’ll catch one of guard.

After 2 months I took my parent’s to Vancouver and Newfoundland to visit relatives. It was fun. My parent’s seem to think they are in charge of things but they feed me dress me and entertain me on demand… Obviously they are mistaken. Luckily I’m an easy going gal so I let them think whatever they want if it makes them happy. Oh and what’s the deal about parents why do I have 2? Thinking back I don’t recall Dad having anything to do with my creation! Looks like he’s trying to take credit for Mom’s work if you ask me. If anyone knows the deal with this 2 parent thing let me know.

Well I’m getting tired so I’m going to go drink warm milk till I pass out. Whooo hoo.

“Hey Dad get me a drink or I’ll put you in a home” (Whahhhhhhh)