Monday, March 31, 2008

more photos...

on Aunt Mer's blog: http://somecallmesparky.blogspot.com/

springtime pink




speaking her mind

L. (who else?!): "Mommy, why are you always saying that?"
"Oh, I'm just being funny, L. I like to tease you sometimes."
"But don't tease me anymore, I don't like it. It makes me fruss-ter-rated."

Thursday, March 27, 2008

what we've been up to...

some of you may have wondered what we did during our two-week vacation to Gaga and Papa's house in Washington...

in addition to making play-dough suns, we also...
(ps: make sure to click on 'older posts' at the bottom of this page to see the finale)

...visited Gaga's 5th grade class

...went to the beach



...celebrated Easter









...got stuck!




...drove around town


...visited the Seattle Aquarium


..turned 1!!!


and we celebrated in the only appropriate way...

Thursday, March 13, 2008

at play








Phew. Of all the things I might forget to pack to bring to Gaga and Papa's, at least I'll have those two little girls, and a partial alphabet puzzle.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Saturday, March 8, 2008

learning

A. is learning a lot, and fast. She knows how to count (sort of). She knows her name and age (sometimes). She knows her colors. Well, she knows how to say "blue" and "pink."

What color is it, A.? "Blue." (correct answer: yellow)
or
What color is it, A.? "Pink." (correct answer: red)
or
What color is it, A.? "Blue and pink." (sigh.)

She has a lot of full sentences. "I want to take a turn." "It's my turn!" "It's MY TURN!!!" and so on. One of my favorite phrases she uses starts with "I should". What she means to say is "May I..." but somehow it doesn't come out that way...

"I should go on my tricycle."
"I should pick that flower."
"I should have a special treat."
"I should cook dinner!" (this would have been cute, except that she was climbing up on a chair and reaching for a bowl of flour, aaahh..)

Tuesday, March 4, 2008


on the ride back from the grocery store...

(L.'s carseat faces forward and BR's faces backwards. )

when I grow up...

There are some unclear parts of this (for many reasons). At one point, she says: "I want to drop down the bushes and think about the letter D". I have asked her many times about this, and all I can get is that there is something in a Sesame Street skit about this. (?)

Monday, March 3, 2008

they talk and talk and talk

L.'s pretty good at letting us know what she does and doesn't like. We usually don't have to wonder.

L. (calmy eating her breakfast cereal. she looks up): "Mommy, I don't want any robots to eat me."

later that same morning...
L. (once again, out of nowhere): "Mommy, I don't want to be a surfer when I grow up."

Got it.


When we don't know what's on her mind, we can simply consult her artwork.
This one's entitled: "Belly Button Store"



I am told they are not cheap, but are in fact, very expensive. That's only fair, considering the high demand. One thing you can't accuse her of being: out of touch with today's market fluctuations.