Chicken Pock

This post is full of randomness

When I was an adorable young baby my Dad gave me the glorious nickname of HogPatch.  Unsure how this name came about but it did and I still have a few uncles and old friends that call me that.  Carrying on with tradition of odd nicknames Addison has been deemed Chicken Pock. 
Addi loves corn.  Loves it.  I like giving it to her because she can eat it for an hour and I have a hour to do Addison free activities (like mop, load the dishwasher and other excitement).

Lately every time she is trying to be cute she will tilt her head to the side.  And when I tell her to smile she smiles big and closes her eyes.  We still need to work on that

She always crosses her ankles when she is sitting in her high chair and often does it any times she sits.  I think it is so cute!  Do not judge me for the grossness of the bottom of her tights. That is what you get for running around church with no shoes.
Addi loves to play peek-a-boo.  She plays it with every things she can find.  Her favorite is a mixing bowl . 

She also enjoys the potato smasher.  She waves it around, whacks things and stirs things.

This is what I found today as I walked into the living room.

She climbed her little self right onto the coffee table.  As a good parent should I removed her from the table.  She threw a massive fit.  Hiccupping, can’t breath, bawling tantrum.  She kept trying to climb back on which would lead to more bawling.  We may have to be coffee tableless for a while. 

Lately she has been so snugly and nice.  She will randomly come give me a kiss (which is licking my face) or will pat my face and give me a hug.  That makes up for all of the fits!