So obvious

Hi again! Here I am in my Dad's Padres beanie. He's too embarrassed to wear it, since apparently they aren't so good, but I sure like taking it on and off. Not to mention the great things it does to my already crazy hair! Mom especially loves that part.

So Dad has finally figured out how to make me ham it up for the camera a little bit. Instead of saying cheese, he tells me to say Pinocchio and that makes me smile for sure! He's pretty clever, that guy.

I've heard that everybody who's anybody has a profile on the internet. I didn't want to be left out, so here's mine.

Here I am before bedtime, in my big girl chair. Dad thinks this is his chair, but I've got news for him. He should get used to it, though, because what's his is mine, right?

Sometime's a girl just wants to be free and breezy and watch a little TV. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?!

I know I showed you all last week how I'm a totally talented singer. In this video, I'm singing a song about, well, it's so obviously obvious what I'm singing about that I don't even have to tell you. Mom, who apparently isn't as smart as I know all of you are, had the nerve to ask me IN THE MIDDLE OF MY PERFORMANCE what I was singing about. That totally killed my artistic flow. I really can't be expected to create musical masterpieces under those conditions.

The next American Idol

Hi again! Here I am with Dad, in my new Minnie hat from Disneyland. We're a pretty cute pair, huh? I think I'll go ahead and keep him.

So apparently, Mom sees nothing wrong with sneaking into my room during naptime to take pictures of me while I'm sleeping. I expect some serious overtime from this little photo shoot. Notice, though, that one pacifier is clearly not enough for me.

Here's a quick shot of me before I've had my morning cup of coffee. I sure hope it isn't a telemarketer calling, if they know what's good for them!

This is the audition tape I am going to send in to be the next American Idol. You'd vote for me, right?! And just so you know, when I ask the Baker's man to bake me a cake, I ask him to mark it with an M and put it in the oven for Madison. You know, just in case that isn't totally clear from my singing.