Falling...falling...falling

Hello Everyone,

It's me, Belle. I wanted to tell you all about my eventful morning, because it has never happened from such a high height. I was sitting on my lovely changing table playing with my Butt Paste when the most horrible thing happened. I dropped my Butt Paste and thought "Hey!! I need that!". Now Mommy was putting the last of my clothes in my bag so that I can go see Uncle Bill and Aunt Linda in Colorado tonight, so she was a little busy at the moment and I decided to be the big independent girl that I am now (please see previous letter to Mommy and Daddy below for further explanation) and take the initiative to get it myself. So, I started to get down off the changing table the way Mommy and Daddy taught me to get off the couch - backwards. The next thing I knew, I had flipped off the changing table and was hanging by one arm like a monkey!! Then, I fell all the way to the ground and landed on my back. AND let's not forget that I hit my chin on the way down!! Poor Mommy watched it all in slow motion and couldn't catch me. She ran over and scooped me up and we both just cried and cried and cried.

Let's just get it out there that I am okay. My chin hurts a little, but really I am no worse for the wear. Now, I know in my previous letter to Mommy and Daddy that I told them I did not need their help. Perhaps I should retract that statement and concede that I still need their help on a limited basis. However, that is as far as I am willing to admit that I need help. I am still a confident, independent woman who also needs her mommy and daddy.

Most sincerely,
Princess Belle
The Princess of Quite A Lot

It was a REALLY good nap!!

'Nuff Said...

Would someone please pass the Binkie??

Here I stand after Mommy's graduation (Congratulations Mommy!!). I had been such a good girl for FOREVER!! I even waved at Mommy from my seat. Now, it had been such a long day and no one would listen to me when I told them I needed my cup and my binkie. So I decided to take matters into my own hands. Who can blame me? I did what had to be done!

GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!

Dear Mommy and Daddy,


I have officially decided that I no longer need your help moving from place to place. There will no longer be any reason for me to be carried, held, cuddled, etc. I am now an independent, confident woman who can maneuver the world by myself. I know this will cause you to be especially emotional and please excuse me when I do not care. Remember that I love you very much, but GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!


Love,
Belle