this little piggy

I'm a little concerned. There are three boys-no girls right now-in my daycare class, C, N, and E. They were all born within a month of me. Today, I noticed our food for the day. C had three bottles and a food, N had two bottles, and E had three bottles and a food. Do you know what I had? Two milk bottles, one juice bottle, and 4 foods!!! Not to mention, most of theirs were stage 1 which are way smaller than my stage 2. Before I get to daycare, I have a milk bottle. When I get home, I have a veggie and a carton of yogart, and I have a bottle of milk before bed.

What do you think this means?

Could I be a fatty? If you know my family, you know food is the cornerstone of all things in our lives. Something good happens, you have a party and eat. Someone is sick, you take them food. Someone dies, everyone makes food and we eat. It's a holiday, we eat twice. Lunch and dinner with snacking in between. Our excuses for eating are endless.

So, what are other 7 month olds out there eating?

Love, a piggy little Plum

the good, the bad and the ugly.

I'm going to work my way backwards.

Starting with the ugly, the Mississippi State spring football game. Tyler Russell looked less like our great hope and more like a nervous freshman, and I could tell with my great view from Sarah Spencer's sky box. Morning Guy says not to get use to watching the game from the box. Apparently, we don't have sky box!

The bad, my blood work came back and indicate that there is a problem with my immune system. We don't have many details, but the nurse told us that the specialist we will see in a couple of weeks will help us understand more. More on this note, the Cuddler held me down and sobbed while this lady drew blood from my arm. What the hell was she crying about? I'm the one in pain!?!?!

The good, a fabulous weekend in Starkville!

I got to hang out with Julian and Anni and their parents, Julia and Slade, and their grandmother, Mrs. Lori. The Pooles and the Harkins were there and I got to meet Mr. Brock and Mrs. Kristen and her parents, the Bradleys. I don't have good picture of me and Sarah Spencer in the sky box.

Mr. Slade, the Cuddler, Me (looking good in my maroon and white), and the Morning Guy at the Bar B Q competition.

Me and Mr. Brian at Little Dooey's, a crowd favorite. I wish I had that hair.



Anni and I enjoying a lazy Sunday morning on her kitchen table.

Love a Plumy bulldog pup

Cheers, Baby.

This is the best day of the year, April 15th! We are celebrating by going to visit the Cuddler's friends in Starkville and enjoying Super Bulldog Weekend. Fun, here we come.




Love one very excited Plum.

Kisses and friends...

Addie Lee and Kimber came over to visit us. We had a great time. They are my kind of people.


What is a little face poking/pinching among friends?

Here is Addie giving me kisses.

I'm not sure, but I think our mothers may be hearing wedding bells.

Love, a friendly Plum

Thanks Grady!

First, I want to say that after reading some other kid's posts, it is obvious that this Bunny likes some children more than he likes me based on what was in their basket. I'm just saying. I've been discussing this with Izzy and Addy and while they know of Santa they have never heard of this Bunny. They don't know how to get in touch with him, but I need to find out how to get better stuff in my basket next year.

Lucky for me, my Aunt M and Kel love me enough to get me a great basket filled with goodies. I got a giant lollipop, a super cool sippy cup with embroidered crawfish, and eggs filled with money!!! Aunt M said this will be a tradition. I don't know what that is, but I like the sound of it.

I hear that my Grannie also got me a basket! I can't wait to see what is in there.

Anyway, my friend Grady told me about pinwheels. The Cuddler bought me some at Walmart and let me have one tonight. I was a little hesitant at first but I am coming around to them. It is the first time that I have been able to feed myself and that was pretty cool.

I'm not feeling 100%, but I'm getting better. Hopefully we can discontinue these breathing treatments soon. They are angering me.

Love an angry little Plum.

Some Bunny...

Some Bunny brought be two new books, a pretty lamb and a new outfit that makes me look like a girl! I mean, I don't want to sound ungrateful, but why did no one tell this bunny that I'm a BOY???

We were suppose to go to church this morning to celebrate Easter. I was going to wear new outfit that sweet Mrs. Torey made me with yellow duckies smocked on it and yellow ducky buttons. Unfortunately, I'm coughing/choking pretty bad. The nurse says if it starts again and I have trouble breathing then the Cuddler should take me on to the ER. Blah on that.

In other news, I have another tooth coming in. My friend, Grady, told me the other night that when you get teeth, moms will let you eat puffs. That sounds pretty good, so I'm getting them as fast I can. Thanks for the info Grady!

Here I am dressed as a chick. See for yourself.


Here I am with new lamb, looking disinterested...


Happy Easter!

Love, one "chicky" Plum

Happy Half Birthday to me...

For my half birthday, I got a chest x-ray and nebulizer. What a rockin day.

Nonnie took me in to see Dr. W this morning at the Cuddler's request. It was a very long morning for both of us. I still feel really puny.

Ok, so on my half birthday, I can roll both ways. I eat 6 cartons of baby food a day (which I greatly prefer over formula). I love to talk and sing while I'm taking my baby food. I sleep from 8 pm to 6 am.

Even though I'm not feeling like the rock star that I am, I am looking forward to better days. Like in 14 days tax season will be over and in 15 days I will head to God's country, Starkville. We are headed to super bulldog weekend and I cannot wait!

Here, I am preparing for our trip to see the Bulldogs play by wearing the Cuddler's old t-shirt and jeans...



We were vintage before vintage was cool.

Love, a very congested sickly Plum