When adults aren't looking, I like to move things with my mind. They'll say, "didn't I put the salt shaker on the table?" and I giggle. 

As soon as I get out of this car seat, I'm going to jump on the bed! (...don't tell mom) 

To be an opera singer, you have to start early. The key is to breathe from your diaphram.

The other night was "ethnic baby food night" in Arlington!

We went to a Lebanese restaurant to celebrate. I didn't love it.

....but I liked the company. Here's Emily giving me a kiss (my mommy has known Emily since she was 3 years old!)