Monday, January 28, 2008

More White House Pics I

Here are the windows (above) and walkway (below) right outside the Oval Office.

This is the Press Pool in the West Wing. Apparently this room was originally a swimming pool during FDR's term -- thus the term press "pool." Swimming was the only form of exercise that he could manage with his polio.

[Future] Press Secretary Elinore Grace

Sunday, January 27, 2008

White House Tour

Yesterday, our friend (who works in the Executive Office Building) gave us a personal tour of the White House. It was really interesting, and we had a great time! Of course, we could only take pictures in select areas. Here are a few:


Seal in the press pool

Front view of the White House

Entrance to the West Wing

Apparently, Ellie found something very captivating overhead...


Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Friend or Foe?

There is certain cow in our house about which Ellie seems to have mixed feelings. Some days, he is cuddled (and eaten -- this is a display of high praise from Ellie); other days he is screamed and squawked at, and then violently thrown onto the floor. Either way, he always gets the utmost attention with big eyes and sharp breathing from the little miss.


The Cow.


"I see you, my little pretty..."

"I am just going to taste him..."


"Okay, I'm really going to eat him!"

Monday, January 14, 2008

The "What 'chu lookin' at?" montage thru the ages...

5 minutes old

2 weeks old

1 month old

1 1/2 months old


3 months old

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Rolly Polly

Ellie is having a blast rolling about. (So much so that I had to actually hold her on her stomach to get the first shot in this sequence. The moment she was propped on her tummy, she would lean to the side and off she went!). Ellie is still working out the kinks on getting from her back to her tummy...one skill that mom and dad aren't too eager to see her master yet!

"This..."
"...is..."
"...soooo..."

"...FUN!!!"

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Princess Elinore

Perhaps when you think of the term "princess," you think of someone like this:



A soft-spoken, demure little creature that is gentle in her demeanor and dainty in her build. Well...when we say Ellie is a "princess," we are thinking more along the lines of this:

She is a little Xena, the Warrior Princess. Case in point -- last night we put her in her crib for some Quiet Time, which is recommended by many child experts. The idea is that they will quietly play in their crib. This is to not only give them some down time in the day, but to also encourage them to see that their crib is not just a sleep-prison. Well, we dimmed the lights, and put Little E in her crib with a soft teddy and her crib mirror last night. When we came back later to check how her Quiet Time was going, we found her trying to rip the mirror of the side rail, kicking her crib to the point that it was shaking, and squealing in delight at the racket she was making! [*sigh*] Needless to say, it was a long night for mom and dad to get her settled and down for good.

Monday, January 7, 2008

Ellie: The Outdoors-woman

Well, not really. While Ellie does go outdoors, it is apparent that she is very much like her mom: If she must leave The Cave (a.k.a. our apartment) she wants to be toasty warm.



But, of course, being warm comes at a cost...