Desperate times...

...call for desperate measures.

As you may know, I've been having a hard time sleeping latley. I've been rolling over a lot and am not always sure what to do when I end up on my belly after starting out on my back.

Mom and Dad are trying to "sleep train" me. Whatever, I am not a dog. I can not be "trained." Want proof? Check out the picture. You won't see any book about baby sleep that advises dad singing baby to sleep on the bobby pillow with a musical bunny on his shoulder as a sing-songy back-up, espically if it traps him in this position for fear of waking me, leaving him with no choice but to fall asleep as well.

L is for.....

I've been taking sign language classes, ya know, something to keep me busy and off the streets. To sign my name you make the letter L with your right hand. Then you place your right hand shaped like the letter L over your heart.

I would like my mom to make the letter L with her right hand but instead, place it on her forehead for LOSER. If your wondering why, take a closer look at my new outfit.

UGH.

Daddy's Favorite Day

This past Sunday was a very special day. It was Father's Day, a first for me and my Dad. I planned out a day filled with things that I was sure he would love.

First we had brunch, Eggs in Sauce, Dad's absolute favorite. It was a special treat - I'm sorry, but I do not get up early enough to make sauce for breakfast everyday.

I gave Dad some cards and a special gift. The bag that contained the gift is a joke, kinda.

Then it was off to the Giants game at AT&T Park. This was another surprise for Dad and let me tell you, I nailed it. He kept saying all day that he was SO happy, SO relaxed and wouldn't want to do anything else. It was a beautiful day - blue skies and the perfect temperature. And the game was quick, so Mom was happy to!

When we got home we took a little stroll from our house down to the beach. I love this picture. I think you can just see how much he loves me.

Dad said that Father's Day was the happiest Sunday of his life. The best Saturday was his wedding day. The best Tuesday was the day I was born. But the best Sunday was this one. He liked it even better than Christmas and his birthday.

I planned it out pretty well I guess. I set the bar pretty high, but I am sure that he would have been just as happy to sit at home with me all day long.

Laughter Is the Best Medicine

I was feeling sad today because Grandma has to go back to NY tomorrow.

Thank god I have Dad around to help me forget my worries...

Banana-Fana-Fo-Fana

Lucy likes it.

Got Milk?

You know I run with a pretty fabulous crowd, but I usually don't like to brag about it. I have to make an exception just this once.

Grandma came to visit and arrived yesterday, the same day her cousin Marie arrived to visit her son who lives only 30 minutes south of me. We never met and since Marie and Grandma were in town on the same day they invited us to their house for dinner. Great house, great people, wonderful night. But the really cool thing is that a scene from the movie Milk with Sean Penn was filmed at the house. See that pool behind me? That was the pool that one of the characters swam naked in. Yes, it is an R rated film. No, I haven't seen it. But I will and sorry Mom, it will be before I am 17!

Lucky Lucy

I did it again.

First I brought the Steeler's a Superbowl.

Today I brought the Penguins the Stanley Cup. I stayed up past my bedtime to watch the game and boy, was I glad. What an amazing night. Dad has never been so happy. He says it is the best year of his life - my birth and two big victories. Don't tell mom!

Next I see Penn State winning the Rose Bowl.

We will call it the Pennsylvania/Nelson Family Tri-fecta!

Dear loyal followers,

I am sorry for this little hiatus. I have been wanting to post a recap from our trip to Indianapolis, but my mother has been having "computer problems." At least that is what she is telling me, but between you and I, I think she is just tired of taking dictation. She keeps saying things like, "When are YOU going to learn to type? Do you think I am your secretary. I don't get paid for this." Blah, blah, blah. I am pretty sure there are a few hurdles I have to overcome before I can type, like rolling over, sitting up, and learning to read and write.

Anyway, here we are, home for almost two weeks and we have been enjoying looking at the pictures and thinking about our trip. Of course, it was amazing. Not only did I get to see Mimi and Grandad and Auntie Jenny and Uncle Casey, but I also got to meet Uncle Ben and Aunt Sara. They are so adorable, I just love them. We got to spend a lot of quality time with them and I can not wait to see them in Chicago in July.

I also got to meet a bunch of Mom and Dad's friends. Peter Joliffe spent a lot of time with us and we got to meet his wife Laura and their kids. They have a baby who is just a few months older than me. Too bad all the grown-ups wouldn't put me down long enough to play with her.

Mark Tushan, aka Uncle Bone, or Bones if you are talking to my Grandma, hung out a lot too. He is a doctor but mom says he isn't a real doctor. And she is glad he isn't a pediatrician. Not sure I get the joke, but this is a good test to see if your reading Uncle Bones.

We also met the Shah's who are more like family than friends. Kishan and Ravi really like to hold me and Mom and Dad are hoping Kish goes to Stanford so that they will have a trusty babysitter close by.

On Saturday night we had a picnic and that was the most fun! We met so many of dad's old friends - he was so happy to see everyone. He got to watch the Penguins game with his friends. Yay - they won! I think it is because I was wearing my lucky Penguins onsie.

Grandad got to experience first hand what happens if I don't go down for my naps in time. Here is a picture of him using a fool-proof method of sleep induction. Mom felt bad that Grandad got to experience of wrath of Lucy but I liked that he got to help me sleep.





One of the best nights of the weekend was Monday night. Mimi and Dad made amazing pizza's (and Mom didn't chime in once!!!) and then we watched old family movies. Dad was very cute when he was little, despite the bowl haircut and really, really big glasses. He was a little crusty and competitive back then. Not much has changed, he is just better at hiding it now!

We took a lot of great pictures, but this one is my favorite.

I miss you Mimi!

We have been pretty busy since we got home, enjoying the beautiful weather. I won't bore you with all the details but one big thing happened. I turned 5 months old yesterday!



I am off to conquer the world.

Love always,

Lucy Angelina