Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Graduation Party in PA

I met my mom’s entire family this past weekend. It was Renee's sister Emily’s H.S. graduation party, so we traveled two hours to Pennsylvania to celebrate. I ran around the yard, licked as many faces as possible, and stole a botchy ball from the boys. Then we played keep away, which is one of my favorite games because I love playing chase. I, of course, was too quick for them. They started yelling and told me to give it back, but I won them over with lots of wet kisses. I was so excited to go swimming because my mom’s grandparents have a big in-ground pool, but everyone said “no.” Their loss - I was going to show them my world-class doggie paddle.


Monday, June 16, 2008

Videos of Baby Laila

A few of my favorite baby-Laila videos.

Laila and the Paper-Towel Roll
I admit I was far too lenient when Laila was a puppy, but she was just too darn cute!

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A Star is Born
Does Laila love cameras? "Uh-huh!"

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Saturday, June 14, 2008

Honfest

Today, my crazy parents Renee and Jeff decided to venture out into the heat to attend the annual Honfest with a few of Renee's friends from Legal Aid. Thankfully, they let me stay home in the air conditioning -- it was nearly one hundred degrees and humid outside.
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Beginning as a tiny Baltimore's Best Hon pageant behind Café Hon, Honfest has grown to a nationally recognized festival that covers four city blocks on Hampden's very own 36th Street.

The term Hon is actually a friendly Baltimore greeting and comes from the word honey. Around here, however, the women who vie to become Baltimore’s Best Hon are a vision of the sixties-era. They are women with beehive hairdos, bright-blue eye shadow, spandex pants and anything with leopard print!
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Women got their hair put up into a beehive.



Kids got their face and/or hair painted.
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Great local food was available.
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The Mascot for the Baltimore Orioles made an appearance.

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But the main attactions, of course, were the fabulous hons, themselves. . .