My Birthday!

Yesterday was an epic day. My third birthday. Oh yeah. I've been asking for months, since January or February, for a Batman cake. And I got it! Daddy frosted it, Mommy baked it. Aren't they great parents? I tell you what.

I had so much fun at my party! We had a huge Batman balloon and pizza and cake and presents! Eee! I don't have pictures of all my gifts, Mom and Dad aren't super with taking pictures when they're supposed to... technically, they forgot the camera and my mom's phone was almost dead because she had been playing Plants vs. Zombies... yeah, I know, I should have given them up for adoption long ago.


So if any of you have pictures from my birthday, email them to my mom and we'll upload them in a separate post. Ugh, parents. What am I going to do with them?


Mom did take a picture of me this morning with one of my new birthday dresses and my new piggy bank! (Please ignore my bed, Mom was in the process of changing the sheets)

I have to tell you... I got so much cool stuff for my birthday. Birthday dresses galore, bubbles, a piggy bank, a dolly, markers and paints, shoes, some sort of Zhu zhu pet that makes lots of noise that drives my parents batty, a Wii Game (just for me!), a bonafide princess dress, and my very own Bat Mobile.


Here is a video of me driving like a pimp out in Elberta...

And a picture of me in my princess dress will have to wait. It will be worth it. I promise. My mom was so excited about the dress! At the party, she ran up to my Great-Grandma Hansen (who made the gorgeous gown), took her by the shoulders, and literally shook her saying, “I’m so excited!” Sometimes Mom is a little inappropriate… and ADD-ish. A picture will come and I will pose! You should have seen me at the party, Mom knew I’d want to wear the dress as soon as I saw it so she had me wear my Easter dress so she could just slip it over my head. As soon as it was zipped up, my head turned toward my shoulder and I batted my eyelashes. Sometimes I can’t help the stuff I do, it’s automatic.

Lick'em!

Whenever my mom and mad put me down, I have to mess with them a little... I tell them, "Give me kisses!" And they do... and it strikes! My tongue! Mom wants a big kiss? Oh, I'll give it to her and a good tongue lashing too! Muwahahahaha!

Daddy and I had a blast the other night, I tried to lick him and he... licked me?!

Let's try something...

Alright people, you've read what I have to say, now Patrick and I wanna hear from you!

Tell me your best, most awesome, most super, most Addy-esque memory of me EVER! Do it in the comment section below so everyone can see it and giggle and know!

The best memory may get a little something in return... like a signed picture of ya know... me! :)

Nose in the Corner!

At a Hansen family party, I ruled (lovingly) with an iron fist. My Uncle Brad, who should know better, tossed a ball in the house... And yes, it hit yours truly. I was devastated! The betrayal... I whispered, "Et tu Bradeh?" He tried to apologize but it was too late... he needed nose in the corner. And I'll be darned if I didn't put him there.

Notice that my arms are crossed... to show just how disappointed I was with him.

Asking if he could come out. Don't adults know that if you ask to come out, you have to stay longer? Geez.

It's okay, we still love each other!

Cell Phones...

I've noticed my mom looks at her phone all the time, even when it doesn't ring or vibrate. She's always complaining about "Ghost" vibrations... but I know what really goes on. Patrick and I have discussed it and we are allowing you to know the secret. Are you ready?

I mean, really ready? So ready?!

Let me set the scene; tiny soldiers with tiny bodies, big heads with helmets, and huge feet with even bigger boots... The alarm goes off, a blinking red light... and the soldiers start stomping. That's what happens when you get a call or text. The reason why the "ghost" vibrations happen is because some of the soldiers are really unbalanced, mind and body. So, they're sometimes a little klutzy. They trip over their enormous feet all the time.

Yeah, just don't let them know that you know or you'll be sorry. They won't stomp when they're supposed to and you'll miss an important text.

See? You learn something new every day.

150th Post!

Hey, I bet you thought I'd forgotten about this! Nay, nay I have not! Things have just been busy, I mean, I have daycare three times a week, tumbling, bike riding... oh man, I'm exhausted just talking about it! So, some things that have happened... We moved!... We're still in the same city but we moved to a new house. There's a little play room just for me! Oh, oh, and I got a bike!

So, I had to go to the eye doctor a few weeks ago. Sigh. It wasn't necessarily bad but it wasn't great. Everyone was nice but the diagnosis wasn't good. Mom and Dad started noticing that when I watched TV, looked at books, or rode in the car, my right eye would wander toward my ear. I have "Intermittent Exotropia." Click here for Info on it! Mom said she was prepared to get me glasses or patches but the doctor said nothing would work; glasses, patches, or eye exercises. He said the only thing to fix it would be surgery (yes, my mom started holding her breath around this point and almost broke Dad's bionic hand). So, the doctor wants to see me every three months to monitor it. So, as soon as Mom got out of there she called Primary Children's for a second opinion appointment. It's on July 18 (about the 3 month update anyway).

THEN the very next week I went to an allergist. Uhm. Yeah, mixed feelings. I had to take my shirt off, which isn't a problem for me, I love naked time. Then I had to lay on my stomach and get a "Poke" test. Well, Let me tell you... I was poked a dozen times, but it felt like 2,000! After that unpleasant experience, I had to wait for 15 WHOLE minutes. Luckily, Mom was prepared and she brought coloring books, crayons, and Patrick. So I'm coloring then I decide that Patrick needs a poke test, too. So Mom and I used our crayons to give Patrick the test. Then when the doctor checked my results, I checked Patrick's. He's only allergic to Iron Man. Lucky guy. I, however, am allergic to grass and cats. So my friends with cats, I won't be coming to visit anytime soon!

Here are some pictures to get you all caught up!

Fourth time seeing Tangled!

Bike!

Doing "Elephant!" Yeah, not fun.

Sad, upset, woe is me!

Oh, a camera!

I'm Iron Man! (I made my mom take this picture or I wasn't going to school!)

Mom's Easter Egg Experiment.

Mmhmm... Grandma Bette laughed and laughed and laughed!

Yeah, that's what I thought

Cheeeeeese!

I'm not getting up and ya can't make me!

Exhausted in my sparkly pants.

So tired... can't make it past... the front door...

Just for you Brad! :)

It's been so long!

Oh boy, things have been happening. I mean, lots of things.

We moved to a different house! I love it. I have a little play room under the stairs... everybody keeps making Harry Potter jokes, I don't get it!

Oh man, this week has been a tough one. In the last month I've been to the doctor THREE times. The first time I got a fancy new pill for allergies. The second time I got a very loud nebulizer machine thingy. I have to do it twice a day at least, sometimes more if I have a hard time breathing. I don't mind it, really, I don't. We call it doing "Elephant" because the mask is an elephant face! The pictures are pretty sad though... Mommy hates it. Anyway, this last time the doctor gave me more medicine because my asthma and allergies were really bad. He told me I can't be around any animals, especially cats. It makes me very sad... I don't want a fish!

But it's not all bad news. Mommy and I went to the circus with Easton and Whitney. It was fun!

I'm also pretty much potty trained. I used a pull up when I go to sleep but I've been doing SO good. The other day, we were at the mall and I said, "I gotta go potty!" And I held it all the way there! YAY!

Well, see you in another two months! :)