Sunday, September 28, 2008

A Sweet Story.....



Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who lived in a beautiful castle three floors above the ground. The beautiful princess lived in the country of New York where people never sleep and every one is always in a hurry.

She married a handsome prince who treated her as the love of his life, his soul mate, and protected and cared for her greatly. Together they went on many great adventures to strange and far away lands and life was good.
 
But the beautiful princess worked with children and in her heart she wanted one of her very own. This idea grew and grew and only increased after meeting her golden hair niece from the land of the cold north. Princess Emma definitely needed a cousin she thought. So she spoke to Prince Charming and he also thought it was a good idea.


The beautiful princess and Prince Charming had a very handsome baby boy. Prince Oscar had his Daddy's dark hair and dark eyes and his Momma's sweet lips and small frame. He rarely fussed and was the most kissable baby in the whole kingdom. Surely such a remarkable boy as this should be celebrated throughout the kingdom of the land that never sleeps located in the beautiful castle nestled on the third floor.

And so a royal birthday party was planned for his one week birthday that would occur at 11:55 P.M. (the exact time of his birth) because he was much too young to be out after midnight.

The Queen Mother prepared totally decadent carrot cake cupcakes with one candle while the beautiful princess decided to make party hats in lieu of their royal crowns. Right before midnight Prince Oscar was awakening with a kiss, and many warm wishes from his loyal subjects whom he observed were wearing rather strange head gear.

Can you tell which hat belonged to the beautiful princess, the handsome prince and the royal old couple?

Sunday, September 21, 2008

That's the look!

Dear Oz, This is one of my favorite pictures of you and your mom. You are only one day old and look at her look of love when she holds you . She is already totally smitten. Who knew the love of her life would be less than 8 pounds, red faced and toothless? You made quite an impression on her which will last for a life time.

Welcome Oscar


Dearest Oscar,

Welcome to a land designed just for you. I'm your Diva and I got to welcome you within an hour after you were born. You were prayed for everyday of your life and while you were still in your Mommy's tummy.

This is a land where I plan to tell you stories about your Momma when she was a little girl. I will tell you that you are a very lucky little boy to have such a wonderful momma and a brave and daring daddy.

You are much loved by all your family and I will introduce you to each of them and tell you stories about them. You have lots of people who love you and will be looking out for you.

I want you to know us, your grandparents and especially your Poppa who will tell you how everything is made, why the wind blows, and many many things that every little boys needs to know. All your "why questions" can be brought to him. All your boo-boos, kisses, and hugs will be gladly filled by me.....Your Diva

Friday, September 12, 2008

Why I love being your Diva


Why Daisy is Looking forward to being a Granny Diva

  1. I adore my kids and can hardly wait to spoil their offspring.
  2. Babies are such fun and when they cry you can give them back to their momma's.
  3. I love to buy toys and books.
  4. They make Christmas so much more fun.
  5. They have the cutest clothes.
  6. It's an opportunity to see your child as an caring adult.
  7. I can use some of the acquired knowledge I gained while raising their parent.
  8. I can break out the apron and bake cookies again.
  9. I can watch all the kid TV I want and say, "The baby was watching it!"
  10. Babies think you can do anything.....so you do!
  11. I can read some great children's book like "Is Your Momma a Llama?"
  12. Babies are so trusting and their laughter is contagious.
  13. What could be better than a little hand curled around your finger