The Chronicles of Vienna's Hair: Volume VII

Since my darling angel entered the world, people from all over have loved giving her presents.

Most all of these presents have had one thing in common.

There's always bows somewhere in the mix.

So eight months into this child's existence, she owns about 157 bows, all bursting out of a small jewelry box in her room.

On Christmas she, of course, received more.

That evening, Vienna and I were in her room, she was playing, and I was putting her christmas gifts away. As I added to her plethora of hair accessories..I found myself starting to feel... loopy, even a bit unhinged, from such a concentration of pastel colors.

Mindlessly, I began to place the bows, one by one, in my daughters hair.

I couldn't stop myself.

I had gone mad.

I had gone...BOWNANAS!

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Since this incident, I've recovered.

And Luke has hidden our daughters' jewelry box from me.

Family Pictures 2011

Back in October, we had some family pictures done, a couple of which we used on our christmas card this year. Brittany Kuenne, of Kuenne Photography (who I first wrote about here), was in town and was amazingly kind enough to take some pics of us even though she was very pregnant at the time.

Vienna was a big, fat Crabby Patty that day, so my expectations of the results were pretty low. Needless to say, I was shocked to find out that Brittany had actually been able to snap a few that didn't capture my sweet, little angel screaming at the top of her lungs.

And here they are...

All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth

Merry Christmas!

The Chronicles of Vienna's Hair: Volume VI

These are the facts and they are undisputed.

There is a Girl.

She has fabulous hair.

She loves her accessories.

And she eats ...everything.

She really isn't picky.

She devours everything from her butt cream..

..to her bath towel.

This woman is on a rampage.

Just look at that maniacal expression.

It says it all.

Even objects that are seemingly beyond her strength and grasping capabilities...

..she manages to make her victim.

And did I mention her signature ensemble?

Some wear capes, some masks...

..She wears nothing but a diaper.

And a pink bow.

But don't let that fool you.

Because you might just be next.

Tickles and Giggles.

The Necklace

On our wedding night, I gave my new smokin' hot husband a gift.

...Well actually a couple of gifts.. but for the sake of discretion, being ladylike, and serious case of T.M.I., I won't go into detail regarding the other gift.

Mind your own flippin' business.

Anywho! Luke had this necklace that he wore all the time, just a cross on a clasp-less chain. Well a week before our wedding, I dressed in all black, painted my face dark, snuck into his apartment while he was sleeping, managed to stealthily maneuver it off of his neck, and left without him ever knowing!

The End.

Just kidding. Thats SUPER creepy.

(Gentlemen, make a note to not marry anyone who does this. I don't care how hot she is. That's just sketch.)

Ok, so I did stealthily get a hold of his necklace, without him knowing my intentions for it yet, it just wasn't as freaky/ninja-like as that.

Once I had the necklace, I took it to a jeweler and had him weld my purity ring onto the chain. I had worn my ring faithfully for five years and it was finally time to present it to its' rightful owner.

I gave his necklace, with it's new addition on it, back to him on our wedding night.

He cherishes it and still wears it all the time.

Well now someone else has a serious appreciation for it as well...

I'm sure she'll love hearing the story of daddys' necklace years from now(the non-creepy version), but until then, she is thoroughly enjoying the unusually small chew toy that hangs around the neck of the main man in her life.