Two Tickets to the Gun Show

I've been working on these guns, so I thought I'd show them off to you, and share with you what Chuck Norris taught me about myself.

Bethany Rose doesn't have "baby fat", she just has muscles you've never seen before.

Bethany Rose does not get "baths", she screams so loudly it spontaneously begins to rain on her.

Bethany Rose's poo is yellow only because of her continual ingestion of pure lightning.

Bethany Rose's clothing needs to snap at the crotch, or her powerful kicks would explode her out of them at any given moment.

Bethany Rose does not sleep, she waits.

Bethany Rose only weighed 4 pounds and 15 ounces because she was doing a chin-up when they were trying to weigh her.

Bethany Rose was born with all of her teeth. Then, she smiled so brilliantly that they disintigrated.

Bethany Rose is doing us a favor by screaming and crying. Ordinarily, she screams and cries at an ultasonic level, but did not want us to feel left out.

Bethany Rose can already ride a two-wheeler, they just don't make them in her size.

Bethany Rose reads books to her Mommy and Daddy, she just reads them silently to herself to save time.

Bethany Rose does not have "toys"; they are but legions in her army of cuteness.

This list is dedicated to Uncle Isaac. ~;^@

Big Clothes to Fill

I can't show you all of my good side all the time. I have to use some of these less-than-desireable shots to illustrate the insanity embodied by these two zanies I live with.

Apparently, they really relish the fact that I am, as yet, diminutive in stature. Giant hats, and onesies that snap well below my crotch abound, and I get utterly lost swimming in the flowing waves of fabric that engulf my teenie form.

I try to make my feelings clear, but it seems that they are more hearing-impaired than I had originally assumed. I figure I need to resort to more physical forms of persuasion. So, I'm off to Google some Chuck Norris info. I'll let you know how that goes. ~;^@

Rubba' Dubs

Hey, ya'll. This is me, ready to roll in my ride. You can't see the 20" rims in this shot, but let's just say I'm glad I went with the spinners.

First Hike Ever!

Mommy, Daddy, and I went hiking on April 21st at Colis P. Huntington State Park. It's a good thing I didn't have teeth yet, 'cuz they would have been shaken loose! That trail was bumpy!

Y'know those bobble head dolls? Yeah, that was me.

I still plan to do it again, though.

Cuter every day!

Life is busy as a baby. Here's what I have been up to lately...










Staring down my giraffe buddy...













Taking a nap on Daddy...














With my curly hair post bath time...














Hanging with my posse.

Completely Uncalled For

Oh for Heaven's sake, woman! Must we...oh, for the love! This is uncomfortable enough as it is! Don't you realize the windows are OPEN! Hey! That thing is COLD and WET!!! You've left me no recourse, I'm going to do it, I'm going to scream and cry--and you really won't li---

What the? You, whatever they call you, "Daddy" (?) put that down. You will regret it if I see that flash go off! You had better not! Ooooooh! ~:^(

Alright, your choice, but now you and the other one are both in for it! Here goes, the loudest scream I can must--

Good Lord! Must you continuously re-moisten that accursed little rag of yours? That last one dripped right down into my crack--honestly! Not cool!

It's not like I've been rolling around in the mud, it's pee--baby pee at that! I swam in the stuff for 8 and a half months and I've had quite enough of this. Haven't you tormented me enough, cold, wet, naked, and photographed as I am?

Please just put me down, tuck me in and let me rest! Wait is that...yes, it is! The toothbrush! It feels soooooo good on my hair! Get right on in there, don't be bashful! Just go right ah-....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! That's the stuff!

Hey everybody!

I just thought I'd give you the ol' "wave and smile".

Love you lots! Smooches!

~;^@ Bethany

What the heck was that about?

So, I've normally just been eating and sleeping, occassionally taking a break to...ahem...well, I'll spare you the details, but you can probably guess. Anyway, I woke up this morning, business as usuall, y'know. Had a nice breakfast, and those two Big People I live with plopped me down on my side with that icky brownish thing sticking out and started doing what I thought to be some pretty weird things, but you can be the judge of that.

So, the one who is less generous with his milk giving started dangling stuff in front of my face, making all kinds of racket, and disturbing what I normally have scheduled for sleep time. There was something he called a "moose", another thing he called a "monkey", and an "el a funt" (that must be French or something), and a "giraffe". I did recognize the "duck", though--that was comforting.

Anyway, these things are jingling and jangling, making sounds I've never heard before (don't they know I'm the one who makes the noise around here?), jumping on my head and butt, getting all up in my grill, and cavorting in so many more ways that I won't describe here, except to say they were unusual.

I started playing along, looking at them, licking them, and so forth. I must admit it wasn't so bad once I got into it a little. The Milk-Giver seemed to appreciate that, as she took pictures and "ooh-ed" and "ahh-ed". The Non-Milk-Giver just laughed at me and made bizarre noises from time to time.

In any event, I've acquired the pictures the long-haired Big Person took of this encounter, I hope that you can help me to figure out exactly what went on.

Bethany Rose Pittman

RB's early arrival

On April 1, Mommy wasn't feeling me kick like normal so she called Dr. Torbey (she is from Kansas, just like Mommy). The Dr. told Mommy and all of us should come to the hospital to see what I was up to. After a short time, the grown-ups decided that I didn't want to go though the hard work of labor so they came in to get me. (Daddy said they did a c-section.) At 4:43 pm, I came into the world and changed Mommy and Daddy's plans (they were still getting ready for me to be born and hadn't even packed their bags yet:)



I was born a little peanut and weighed 4 pounds and 15 ounces. I was (and continue to be) very cute, have a strong cry, bright blue eyes, and lots of dark hair with blonde highlights.

This is my first photo right after I was born. See I cried right away!