This is my tribute to Leap-Year. I will be almost 8 years old the next time it comes around!

Pa-rhum-pa-pum-pum . . . rhum-pa-pum-pum.

This is a close up of my nose.

Can someone please define the color of my eyes? I will need to know for when I get my driver's license!

More dressing practice.

Does it really have to be this difficult?

I don't know what it is.

It does not look like food. Is it a toy?

I'm learning to dress myself.

I got all the way to this by myself!

Playing with Ben and Dexter.

They like to smell me and kiss me.

Having fun with Daddy.

Good times.

Am I on the French Rivera?

I think I might be.

This is me standing next to my Daddy.

One of his jobs is to lead and guide me. That's what he is doing.

Grandmommy . . . I bet you wish you were here . . .

I just had my bath, you know....

I fixed Mommy's computer, you know.

I had to investigate why she couldn't do something, and I made it happen. I might be a computer scientist.

Cousin Noelle came to visit me.

She is littler than me.

Sunglasses needed.

To cover up my baby blues? baby browns? baby hazels? Nobody knows what color my eyes are!

Uh-Oh.

I don't think I'm supposed to play with this - Grandmommy says it can be dangerous.

And Spiggiilly Biggilly Bee . . .

There goes Grandmommy again! She sings to me on the computer when we Skype!

It's Valentine's Day.

I should be eating chocolate and strawberries; but Mommy is pretty excited that she could buy a nice plump avacado this time of year - so that's what I'm eating.

I might be playing "Hide-and-Seek"

I don't know if Mommy can find me here.

How now, brown cow.

It's a yoga day for me.

Smile for the camera!

I know that's what Mommy wants me to do - she takes my picture every single day.

It's me!

Hello!

Things I have to learn about.

Hmmm . . . I wouldn't want to use this scratchy thing on my head . . .

Now this is cool. I might like to try this one out on my nice hair.

I guess this has some purpose - I'll figure it out.

This seems useless . . .

Caught in the act.

I must not play with the plug.

I must be tough.

Because it is very cold where I live.

This is my Daddy. I am watching him build a fire.

It gets very hot in there; that's why we have the fence - to keep me safe.

This is a good time to sing Grandmommy's song.

And Spiggily, Biggily Boo - and Piggily Wiggily Woo.

I wonder what Peek - - A - - Boo means.

Shadows on my face.

Apparently the groundhog saw his shadow and now we have six more weeks of winter. :(

This is my chain.

Can you see me too?

That's what I'm talkin' about...

My first word is "Dada!"

oh..hum....

Just hanging with Dad. Quiet time.