Follow Me To Party Central

Despite all of the moving stuff going on these days, we've carved out some time for fun. Here I am 'running' down the hallway in our townhouse, hoping that Daddy follows me for some good ol' fashioned rough housing.
Dude, my charm totally worked. Here I am being tickled to death by Daddy's foot.

Fun times!

Uncle, uncle!

Mommy 'rescued' me just in time! Can you see my bib? I've been turning it around lately to transform from quiet, calm baby to SOOOPER BAYBEEEEE!

Shhh, it's a secret. Just between us, okay?

Here's Mommy posing for the camera and me so tired of the darned flash that I brought out my silly face for the shot. Later gators!

You Have The Right To Remain Silent

The basic routine in the morning is

• Mommy wakes up at the butt crack of dawn.
• I wake up between 5 and 6am
• Mommy gets me a sippy cup of milk, pops me in the stroller and we set off for our mile loop
• Daddy goes to the basement to exercise
• Mommy gives me breakfast and packs my school lunch
• Daddy has breakfast
• Mommy locks me in her bedroom and hops in the shower. I try to join her and always throw things in the shower so she doesn't get lonely. I also explore the bedroom and devise ways to get out of the confining space.

Hey you, can you open the door and let me out? There's a slimy kiss in it for you.

Put your hands in the air and spread 'em. You have the right to remain silent.


What? I didn't know it was illegal to throw toys and knick-knacks in the shower. Can I get out of my ticket with a super cute smile? Worth a try. What do you think?

Mommy had a business partner come to town today to learn SAP and the world of audit. So, she planned a business dinner in Princeton. Side note, she recently discovered a great seafood restaurant in Princeton and remembered that our neighbor was the executive chef there and created many of her favorite dishes. How cool is that? But, I digress. This is a blog about ME, MYSELF and I.

Daddy and I had an absolute blast spending the evening together. I am so gosh darned lucky that he has been business trip free for the last month. Wonder how long my good fortune will last?

Goodbye Room

Daddy has been working really hard at the new house and Mommy has been focusing on the old house. I decided to cheer Mommy on and help her inventory the stuff in my room. I wanted to make sure that she doesn't pack up the essentials sooner than necessary.

I'm making peace with the fact that living in limbo is a bit annoying, but it's for a good cause because I'm totally in love with my new room. In the meantime, I need to get all the playing out of my old room.

Snuggle central!


Hmmm, first you smell it. Then you taste it.

Why do they expect babies to play with toys from a store? Blankets from home are way cooler!

It's Your Turn

Scene-
5AM. Mommy and me in the kitchen. Mommy making coffee and me hanging out on the countertop. Mommy lets me smell the coffee grinds and then puts some in her hand for me to touch. Touch, she said. Not eat, though that is exactly what I did.

How would you caption this photo of me with coffee grinds in and around my mouth as well as in my hand.



And this one? How am I feeling about this sudden jolt in caffeine?

The Incident Report

Mommy got THE phone call today. Yep, the one where school communicates an incident report. The day started out innocently enough. Got up, went for a walk, ate breakfast, got dressed for school and headed out the door for school.

At school I decided it's been too long since I had been on the giraffe rider. So, while we were having some fun, some might say too much fun, I slipped off the rider and landed head first into another toy. The result? A whole lot of crying and a multi-colored bruise above my left eye.

Have a look-see for yourself.


At least it didn't affect my appetite.

Don't I look chunky? I'm not- Go 25th percentile for weight!

A Place For Everything, Samantha Style

As you can imagine, I struggle between being a Daddy-follower and a Mommy-follower. Being a planner and focused is pretty cool because a plan is easy to follow and comforting to see the progress being made. On the other hand, Mommy sure has a way of getting things done while appearing to be TOTALLY scatterbrained. How does she do it?



Today was all about scrapping that super sticky wallpaper from Mommy and Daddy's bedroom. Boy, let me tell you that after 27 years it was not receptive to its new home in the trash bin. Daddy took the lions share of the grunt work while Mommy and I played. Here we are with the scraps of wallpaper that Daddy so diligently removed from the walls.


Maybe I overdid it a bit with all the playing. Nap time! In the kitchen? What's a baby to do without her crib? Head to the kitchen, of course.


While Mommy took her turn with the wallpaper Daddy and I played in the 5th bedroom, also known as the non-bedroom, also known as the room above the attached garage. And you wonder why I end up with so many bumps and bruises- Daddy and I play rough, and I love it. Whack!

So, by now you might be wondering about the blog post's title. Well, since I've turned one I've decided it's high time to put order in our little family. Yes, folks, this task is up to me. So, I've diligently been finding a home for everything.

Fridge Farm Animal magnets? They belong under the dishwasher.

Bathroom drinking cups? They belong IN the toliet.

Cheerios? Well, they go in my LeapFrog Learn & Groove Musical Table, in kitty cat's water dish, and countless other places.

Stuff in the kitchen cabinets? On the floor, of course.

With this short list describing my quest for orderliness, you can imagine how many of the conversations go at home. "Samantha, no, honey" or "Samantha, let's put [fill in the blank] here instead" with "Jeff, we need to child-proof our new house stat!".

Well, back to our day. By now I'd just about had it at the new house and was itching to go back to our old home and play with my other toys. So, Mommy and I, with my beautiful shirt and skirt combination, hopped in the car and drove off into the sunset.

At our old home, I found the situation totally unacceptable. My lipstick wasn't in it's proper storage spot. Here I am putting it away. Where is my arm? Why, it's inside Daddy's stereo speaker- the lipstick's holding place, of course!

Brilliant, I tell you. Now my lipstick will never get lost!

Seriously, can you imagine Mommy and Daddy before Samantha? I sure can't!

Time to move onto my gumball machine. Daddy turned their Tylenol with Codeine prescription bottles into a shaker with rocks inside. Thank goodness Mommy and Daddy both had surgeries this year and were kind enough to donate their prescription bottles to my toy collection!

Mommy used my self-directed cleaning block of time to make some dinner. The nerve! So, I decided that it was high time to help Mommy set the table for dinner. My old sippy cup certainly doesn't belong on the table. Where's Mommy? Not close enough. Guess I'll just move it myself. That is if I can reach the sucker.

Yes, Mommy? Am I causing trouble? No, Mommy. I'm being helpful!

Okay, no more dining room table assistance. On to kitty cat's water dish. Quality control tester, Samantha Burt, at your service!

Placemat? Better suited on the floor, if you ask me.

After such a long, adventure-filled weekend it was winding down time. Thank goodness for Mr. Goose to snuggle with.

Off to bathtime and then bottle time and BED TIME. See you on the flip side!

New Homes And Our Expanding Family

So, today marks a huge day in the Krempa-Burt house. Never before has two schools of though collided so fervently. Daddy is a one bonafide Microsoft Project Plan devotee, full of focus, routine and determination. Mommy? Not so much of any of that. Makes for an interesting move, if I do say so myself. But, more on that later.

First, here is a fantastic picture of me with my Daddy in our new front yard. If you look closely, in the background you will see the beginnings of 26 acres of farmland full of corn just on the other side of the two lane road. You can see we have the makings of one fine project shoveling the driveway in winter. Oh, boy!


Meet Walter, the corn stalk. Which one, you ask? All of them- it's my blog and I call all the shots!
Me posing with all my new friends.

Ah, look at the potential. We can surely grow into this home of ours. Turns out we grew a bit faster today than anyone thought. We have a new family member. Trixie the outdoor kitty cat came with the house. After a quick trip to the store, Trixie was outfitted with a water dish, food bowl and a big bag of food. We welcome everyone and everything into our family!

Mommy brought over a bunch of my toys to play with while they took to scraping wallpaper in all the bedrooms upstairs. Look at all this awesomeness. Hardwood floors everywhere you look. I am going to be one amazing bowler!

Space everywhere!

The living room window is perfect for me to watch the cars whiz by. This room is going to be my playroom on the main level for when Mommy is cooking or just needs a break from baby.

It's official- the house is ours and Daddy is celebrating with new Krempa-Burt locks.

Ollie, ollie oxen free. Come find me!

Can't find me? Guess I'll have to come to you!

Hmm, this might take awhile. Check back later for more pictures of our adventures in our new house. Or, better yet, come on over! But you have to bring a piece of furniture, pink preferably!

My First Attempt At Rapping

Now, this is a story all about how

my life got flipped-turned upside down

And I liked to take a minute

Just sit right there

I'll tell you how I became the princess of a town called Cranbury

In Princeton born and Ewing raised

On the playground was where I spent most of my days

Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool

And all swingin' on the swings outside in the playground

When Daddy found a super cool house listed for sale

One showing later, we found ourselves

Listing my baby home for a new family

One great offer later and Mommy and Daddy said

'You're getting a new room in a town called Cranbury'

Anyone want to take a gander at what amazing theme show song I mercilessly hijacked this from?

It's official. We closed on the new house today!

Randomness

Mommy just loved these pictures of me playing around with Daddy. If you came for a great story, sorry. If you came looking for a seriously cute one-year old, I'M HERE!

Ga, ga, ga!

Flying Samantha

How do you spend a normal Thursday evening home with the family? For me, it's flying around the living room, of course. We have our little routine when Daddy is in charge- come home, walk in the stroller, play time, dinner, bath, bottle and bed.

Well, I just had to make the most of play time. Daddy is really good at tiring me out, we run around the house, roll around on the floor or bed.

Fasten your seat belt. We're ready for take off!

Don't you just want to pinch my chubby cheeks? Oh, and in case you're wondering, Daddy has the thickest hair ever. No danger of him ever losing his hair due to genetics. Me pulling it out while rough housing? Maybe!

These Shoes Were Made For....

Walking? Nope. For playing! Mommy has been throwing shoes on me more and more these days as an incentive to start walking. That part hasn't been working, but shoes sure are fun toys!

I know if I just try a bit harder I can get these suckers off my feet.

Crapper. Mommy must have tied them too tight this time. They're stuck!

Oh, well. At least you can check out my bloomers.

Truth be told I was annoying Mommy a bit while she was trying to pack my peas for lunch. So, she pawned me off to Daddy for some distraction. Daddy, check out my purple spoon and Mommy's lipgloss that I hijacked from her purse.

Daddy, check out my new toys!

Look at how much fun we have before school. So if you ever wonder we we can't seem to get out the door in a reasonable amount of time, it's because we like to party at breakfast time. You're welcome to come over and join in the fun anytime!