Stella-isms

If Snoop can have his own language, then I sure as heck can. If Snoop can make little braids cool- I will make wild frizziness cool.



Here is what we have so far on the abridged Stella-ictionary. Help yourself learn how to speak like the uber-baby you know you are:

PA! - Pacifier
Koh-whee - Cookie
DEEEEee - Deer
UPAH! - Up
Go-ber - Grover
Elma - Elmo
ARRRRrrrroooouuuuu - Coyote
PPPTTBBGGHT! - Elephant
AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! - give it NOW

more coming soon...

I tried acting, I tried music...

I think I am done with showbiz. I tried out for "Ms. Lawrence of Arabia" and did a bit of dueling piano (my other half was shamed by my innate talent). I finally decided that my calling is simply looking cute and being photographed by the paparazzi. They are far better than Spielberg at catching me in my finest moments- whether that be a burst of rage because I can't have cheese when I want it, or grinding feces into the carpet- just because I can, or extreme snuggles when Daddy gets home, with extra emphasis on ignoring the fact that I was a bad girl the entire day prior.

Our first graduate from Stella's School of Trantruming

Well done to the class of 2009! I think the student has outdone the teacher.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year! 2009 will bring all sorts of new wonderful things: Stella's 2-year birthday (217 days and counting!), another 365 days of snuggles, and I will set the fashion trends for 2012! Not off to a good start though, as I am sampling all of this season's ailments. Sympathy cards and money envelopes gladly accepted.



Here's a free dance lesson. Believe it or not, I came up with this myself. The musical accompaniment is Daddy's ringtone when Mommy calls.



Santa didn't have enough room for all the loot at our place, so we invited him to New Hampshire where the reindeer have plenty of room to graze. In my spare time I proofread books and also test them for durability. I will later try to not only bite, but actually consume this book.



Off we go to trudge through the snow. Hardly able to keep balance... where are my tennis rackets for my feet?!

Merry Christmas!

Hi Babies! Merry Christmas! Sorry I have been MIA... I blame Daddy for hogging the computer with his "important" business. Hmph! I have fans!



Here's yours truly riding mooseback through Michigan for an early holiday.



Daddy says no free-weights until I am three years old. In the meantime I will have to make do with whatever I can find. I combine workouts with shopping and ad-hoc modeling. I do what I can to keep this rockin' baby-bod.



Mommy says I get my propensity toward rap music from Daddy. When I heard that this one was called "Big Poppa," I knew it was my favorite before I even listened to it!

STELLA MEGA-POST

Oh boy oh boy, hot diggity dog! We've got Stella comin' at you in full QUATRO! It's like the channel (or Chanel) is stuck on Stellavision! Wow, there is so much to report that I don't even know where to start. Let's go movie by movie...



Above, Momma was too hot so I had to put her out the only way I knew how!



Daddy is a bit of a slouch when it comes to chores and tidiness, so I shot a little demonstration video to help him out for next time.



Of all nights to run out of wombat entrails and grizzly bear ears... here I am on the rampage going door to door looking for ingredients for my potion. Luckily I am in the right town to find such components for my concoction.



In this video we have it all! Stinky foot sniffing, "the blink," forehead pounding... it's practically a best of. I should charge extra for this one!!

That's all for now tots! Until next time- keep strollin' and keep soilin',

XOXO, Baby girl

Wicked Cutest Witch of the East!

Greets and treats, babies!



My keen baby sweet tooth helped me hone in on the best Halloween treat house in all of New England. Unlike other trick or treaters who run from house to house, I have already hit the treat jackpot and will focus the rest of my attention on "trick." Let's see how long it takes Mommy to comb a starburst out of my hair!