Welcome to Ella's Store

Tonight we shopped at Ella's store for quite a while. Sometimes it was a Bakery that accepted credit cards:





Sometimes it was a shoe store (Ella's waiting for you Grandma!):





And finally it became a sunglasses shop:

Big Girl Bed

For some reason this crib represents all things baby to me (I carried this picture around with me the whole time I was pregnant). Before Ella came I loved this crib, while she slept in her bassinet I loved this crib. I secretly put her in her crib for some naps even though she was happy in the bassinet. And when I did that, she'd immediately wake up as if to say "No dice Mom, too much space for me right now". There is just something so sweet about this crib. So you can imagine my delight when I picked up the conversion kit that allowed me to keep the crib around for a little longer in the form of a toddler bed. De-light!

Ella could hardly wait to get her animals in her new "Big Girl" bed (Those who made the cut: Cat, Puppy, Rangy-Tangy, Bear, Feet, Pink and Baby Stella). And... she even threw her binks down and said, "I'm a big girl, I don't need binks". What? No binks? Could it be true? And sure enough, no binks made the transition into the big girl bed... until it came time for real sleeping in the bed. Seriously- I have enough guilt about this bink thing to last me through Christmas. Anyway... we're all happy for the new bed and I'm happy to live in denial that since it's still the same crib (stars and all) Ella isn't really growing up so fast.

Happy Birthday Daddy (by Ella)

Yup- it's my Daddy's Birthday today. What everyone is failing to realize is it is my Birthday too. Ugh- adults. I'm sure everyone reading this knows what a Birthday means to by Dad... GOLF and lots of it. So after playing golf, this is Daddy watching golf. GPS made Daddy whatever he wanted for dinner which was Chicken Kiev. Yummy! And of course, candles on a cake. Again- I had to remind them it was MY Birthday too and therefore they had to sing Happy Birthday to ME. Ugh- adults.

Below is a picture of me being funny. Who do you think I get this humor from? Before I sign off, just remember, if it's your Birthday, it's my Birthday too!

It all started with Ms. Mary

If it weren't for Mary, my Mom and Dad would never have met. She is responsible for my Mom's first job at UVA and without that job, my Mom wouldn't have been working there when my Dad was. Can you believe it? She is also responsible for advising my Mom to make a career move into Compliance. I think Mary is one of those people who touches and influences lives without even knowing it. She is an amazing woman and one of our closest friends. How do I know all of this you ask? My Mom talked about it after our dinner with Mary and GPS.

Sleeping

So... I was going through all the pictures my Mom has downloaded and there are a surprising amount of me sleeping. Hmmm.... I thought I'd post this one since I'm holding Cat. I'm such an angel.

Golf Lessons by Ella Campbell

Welcome to Golf by Ella. That's right ladies and gentleman, you too can own the golf course just like me. Here are a few tips...


First and foremost, have someone escort you in style to the golf course. My ride of choice is the stroller. Room just for me, two cup holders, and three golf clubs. Mine is a convertible. Uh-huh, ride in style is my motto.


We're lucky to live within walking distance of this club. I'd recommend it. If I really get wound up late afternoon, I can put money on the fact that when my Dad gets home my Mom will want to get out. That's when I pull out my clubs and look cute and before I know it we're headed over here. This shot shows how beautiful it is here. Wish you were here!

Speaking of mind games,... you always need to remember to play the mind games on the course. It's not just a physical sport people. In this shot, my dad is going for a birdie but do you see how he is watching me walk away out of the side of his eye? I intimidated him and it's all he'll be able to think about while he is trying to get that ball in the hole. Double-click on this picture and you'll see the look on my face better.

Now, I'm not very proud of this shot because, well, yes- I am moving my ball. Here's the thing though- I'm only two so I get some allowances.

And when all else fails, I talk to the ball. Here I am yelling, "GO IN, GO IN!"

And finally, my form. Don't even try to copy it folks, you won't be able to. I learned this all on my own. But do get your own form. If you really need some help with that, give me a call. You can make the check out to Virginia 529 Plan.