It's hard for us to believe, but Carolyn's days in the crib have become numbered. We are hoping to transition her into a big-girl bed during the last two weeks of December, when Brian and I will both be home with her. (Mommy and Daddy are gearing up for that now, preparing for many nights where we'll have a small, blond-haired, blue-eyed visitor peering at us as we sleep! We might be doing a lot of walking those nights, as in walking C back to her bed.)
With the new big-girl bed comes another transition -- to Carolyn's big-girl room! We are going to turn my current office (for those of you who have been to our house, it's the peach room) into her room. I thought I'd share our plans with you on how we will make the transformation from office to C's big-girl haven.
We are not planning to repaint the walls, although the jury is still out on whether we will paint one wall white (to tone down the color a bit). She will get a new ceiling fan, new closet doors and new laminate flooring (all the same things we did when we readied the nursery).
After all that "constructiony" stuff (of which Brian will be largely in charge of) comes the fun DECORATING! Yay, Mommy's turn!
Being the uber planner that I am, I have most of the decorating plans set (although that doesn't mean they're not subject to change as we actually get into the project (NOTE: no work on this room has actually started yet)). :-)
This is the bed we're going to get her. And this is the bookcase we're getting for the room. For now, we'll use storage boxes in the bookcase to serve as her dresser.
To corral her stuffed animals, and there are plenty, we are going to get this animal bag from Boon.
And finally, the most adorable bedding in the world. Specifically, the Love and Nature quilt set, the matching sheets and the owl pillow. We'll also get the matching mushroom night light, because really, it doesn't get any cuter. I want to send out a huge thank you to Carolyn's godmother (Jessie Booh) and Auntie Niser, who have purchased all the bedding for C's birthday. Thanks so much, you guys!
I'm so excited about this room, and so excited to create a space that Carolyn will be able to play in and enjoy for years to come! Stay tuned for the finished photos! (Although I'm not promising them on any kind of timeframe, because who knows when we'll get it all done between work schedules, the holidays, travels, etc.) I just hope C likes the finished product as much as I already do!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Life has been nuts, but we're still here!
I know we've been absent from our blog, and very remiss in posting new photos, but let me tell you. We've had some good excuses. I'll start at the beginning (feel free to sit back for a bit, this is a long one).
In late August, probably just a few days after I last posted on the blog, Carolyn came down with her first-ever case of croup. Other than knowing that I had it when I was a baby, I knew nothing about croup. Turns out, it's a viral infection of the voice box, vocal chords and trachea (or something like that in that general area). Yes, it's pretty common in kids, but it's also pretty scary. Because the vocal chords swell, they can block the airway, and you have to be vigilant to listen for when your child is laboring to breathe. In which case, they need to go into a hot, steamy bathroom so that the steam can relax the swelling and open up the airway. We had to do this only once, thankfully. C stayed home from school for a few days until the barking cough stopped (which means I stayed home with her). She got all better and went back to school.
Then, about a week or so later on Sept. 8, I unexpectedly pulled her from the school she had been attending since June 1. It was one of the most stressful, emotional days of my life. I pulled her for several reasons, the biggest one being an incredibly harsh response that I witnessed one of the teachers in the room give Carolyn when she was crying and looking for comfort. I had walked from my office to the school (never intending to leave the school with my 23+ pound child in tow). After gathering her hat and her cup of water, I walked with her across campus back to my office. I turned off my computer and left, taking her home for a nap and to try and figure out what the hell I was going to do next for daycare. I had divine help on my side that day, and we ended up getting her into a new school, the very next day, that turned out to be a blessing. She has thrived there for the past two and a half months, and we are so grateful they were able to take her when we really needed it. I later wrote a letter to the parent company that runs the old school, and received a very genuine response from the COO. She reimbursed us for overlapping expenses, and also informed me that they were taking corrective measures at the school. (I have since learned that Carolyn's teacher, the one who was so awful to her, has been fired.)
So, that brings us into September. The second week of which, Carolyn broke out in a mysterious rash. I took her to the doctor, who assured me that it was a sign that her body was fighting a virus but that there was nothing to worry about. I kept her home for one day because she was pretty tired and uncomfortable. But then she was better and we were back to school and back to work.
The month of September was extremely busy and stressful, with Brian and I both carrying big loads at work. Brian especially, who is under a massive deadline at work that has kept him in the office until 7 or 8 at night most nights for the past month. It's been very hard and draining for him, and I have to say, it's been the same for me. Because it means I've been doing the afternoon, dinner, bedtime routine by myself. And with C, who wants to be held the entire time I cook dinner, that's a tricky task.
The end of September brought double ear infections for C (who had never had an ear infection in her life up to that point). They were pretty bad ear infections on the spectrum, and they really threw us for a loop the night before because she was inconsolable all night and then threw up (this was the very night that I returned home from a bachelorette party in San Francisco that had tuckered me out). I spent that whole night doing the only thing I could do: hold her and pace up and down the hallway because she wouldn't lay down and sleep. I was thinking she had a stomach bug, so the double ear infections were a big surprise for both Brian and I. C stayed home from school a few days so that she could rest and get her strength back.
So we headed into October with both mommy and daddy feeling pretty exhausted. Thankfully, we had a vacation to San Francisco in the second week of October for Laine and Nick's wedding (C stayed home with the G's). We had such a great time in San Fran (pictures are to the right in the September/October category). We relaxed, enjoyed each other's company, and had a great time at the wedding. On the day we were to fly home, a huge storm rolled into San Francisco, complete with fog, rain and driving winds. That morning, as we tried to get a cab to the BART station, we really weren't sure we were going to be leaving the city that day. When we got to the airport, I got a call on my cell phone. From Carolyn's school. She had a fever of 101.6 and they needed someone to go pick her up. Worry immediately set in (and it turns out it didn't let up for a good week and a half). I called my mom to go pick up C, and we arranged for Brian's parents to meet mom and C at our house to watch Carolyn and take her to the doctor that afternoon.
Brian and I made it out of San Francisco, and when we landed in Phoenix I had a message from Candy on my phone. Carolyn had Hand, Foot and Mouth disease. (????) Again, this was something I had never heard of. It involves blisters in the throat, on the palms of the hands and the bottoms of the feet. Although Carolyn only had blisters in her mouth, the doctor said the blisters would probably show up on her hands and feet the next day. Because HFM is highly, highly contagious, C could not go to school for the next few days. So, Candy was kind enough to stay home with C the next day. When I got home from work that day, Carolyn was pretty warm with fever and had a very raspy, barky cough. It was right around 101/102. Back to the doc we went that evening. And she had croup.
I filled her prescription -- steroids -- that night and put a very exhausted, warm little girl to bed. But she didn't sleep long. About three hours later she was up, and she remained up for the rest of the night. We went into the bathroom twice so that she could sit with the hot steam and breathe easier. It was scary.
I was home with her the next two days, which were filled with fever, croupy cough, sleepless nights. Then, on Thursday night, I couldn't get her to sleep, again. She was inconsolable and I just had a feeling that something wasn't right. Back to the doctor we went the next day, and home we came with another ear infection. More misery, more medication. She was sick that whole weekend, with her fever peaking at 103 on Saturday night. On Sunday, she started to feel a bit better, but she became extremely congested and had a wet cough. So, Monday comes (I don't go to work, again) and we go back to the doctor. Our wonderful pediatrician listened to me recount the whole story, and assured me that he thought all of this was related to the same tenacious virus (not flu) and that it was running its course. The ear infection was a bummer of a secondary bacterial infection. He said the only thing she hadn't manifested that she might was a rash. And that the rash would actually be a good sign, because it means the virus is almost done. He gave us a prescription for a decongestant, which helped her immensely and finally helped her get some good sleep.
The next day, she got the rash. On that day, when we knew she was finally getting better, I got sick. It was good timing that Brian could stay home from work the next day with her, because it allowed me to stay home and attempt to get some sleep (which I had gotten none of the past seven days). That night, a week after we came home from San Francisco to a sick little girl, she slept through the night at last. And went to school the next day. And I still didn't go back to work, because my throat had swelled up to five times its normal size and I could barely talk.
I spent the entire week at home sick with fever, sore throat, congestion. I went back to work the following Monday. So, in total, I was gone from work (including vacation and sick time), for about two weeks. I am now on the mend and have been back to work for over a week. Carolyn is back to her usual, happy self.
Which brings us to today. When Brian is sick and at home. He has been battling allergies, serious congestion in his head and chest, and general feelings of crappiness. None of it is helped by how exhausted he has been with his crazy work schedule. The good news is, he's feeling much better after staying home yesterday, as well. If we can just get him healthy, and keep me and C healthy, I think we will make it!
Anyway, that's been our crazy life. On to happier, healthier things.
Carolyn is a talking machine. She puts together as many as six words and speaks so clearly. Not to mention she says the most hilarious things. Like "Move this, Mommy" (when anything is in her way), "Bless you, Daddy" (on one of the many occasions that Brian sneezes), and, my personal favorite yet, "Brian, bring me a bag!" (this was an exact parrot of me when I was asking Brian to bring a trash bag so I could empty the shredder). Life with her is so much fun, and you just never know what's going to come out of her mouth!
As I mentioned briefly above, there are new pictures to the right that Brian posted. Be sure to check them out. And join us in our amazement of how big Carolyn is getting.
We love you all, and we will try to get back on some sort of "regular" schedule with the blogging and picture posting.
In late August, probably just a few days after I last posted on the blog, Carolyn came down with her first-ever case of croup. Other than knowing that I had it when I was a baby, I knew nothing about croup. Turns out, it's a viral infection of the voice box, vocal chords and trachea (or something like that in that general area). Yes, it's pretty common in kids, but it's also pretty scary. Because the vocal chords swell, they can block the airway, and you have to be vigilant to listen for when your child is laboring to breathe. In which case, they need to go into a hot, steamy bathroom so that the steam can relax the swelling and open up the airway. We had to do this only once, thankfully. C stayed home from school for a few days until the barking cough stopped (which means I stayed home with her). She got all better and went back to school.
Then, about a week or so later on Sept. 8, I unexpectedly pulled her from the school she had been attending since June 1. It was one of the most stressful, emotional days of my life. I pulled her for several reasons, the biggest one being an incredibly harsh response that I witnessed one of the teachers in the room give Carolyn when she was crying and looking for comfort. I had walked from my office to the school (never intending to leave the school with my 23+ pound child in tow). After gathering her hat and her cup of water, I walked with her across campus back to my office. I turned off my computer and left, taking her home for a nap and to try and figure out what the hell I was going to do next for daycare. I had divine help on my side that day, and we ended up getting her into a new school, the very next day, that turned out to be a blessing. She has thrived there for the past two and a half months, and we are so grateful they were able to take her when we really needed it. I later wrote a letter to the parent company that runs the old school, and received a very genuine response from the COO. She reimbursed us for overlapping expenses, and also informed me that they were taking corrective measures at the school. (I have since learned that Carolyn's teacher, the one who was so awful to her, has been fired.)
So, that brings us into September. The second week of which, Carolyn broke out in a mysterious rash. I took her to the doctor, who assured me that it was a sign that her body was fighting a virus but that there was nothing to worry about. I kept her home for one day because she was pretty tired and uncomfortable. But then she was better and we were back to school and back to work.
The month of September was extremely busy and stressful, with Brian and I both carrying big loads at work. Brian especially, who is under a massive deadline at work that has kept him in the office until 7 or 8 at night most nights for the past month. It's been very hard and draining for him, and I have to say, it's been the same for me. Because it means I've been doing the afternoon, dinner, bedtime routine by myself. And with C, who wants to be held the entire time I cook dinner, that's a tricky task.
The end of September brought double ear infections for C (who had never had an ear infection in her life up to that point). They were pretty bad ear infections on the spectrum, and they really threw us for a loop the night before because she was inconsolable all night and then threw up (this was the very night that I returned home from a bachelorette party in San Francisco that had tuckered me out). I spent that whole night doing the only thing I could do: hold her and pace up and down the hallway because she wouldn't lay down and sleep. I was thinking she had a stomach bug, so the double ear infections were a big surprise for both Brian and I. C stayed home from school a few days so that she could rest and get her strength back.
So we headed into October with both mommy and daddy feeling pretty exhausted. Thankfully, we had a vacation to San Francisco in the second week of October for Laine and Nick's wedding (C stayed home with the G's). We had such a great time in San Fran (pictures are to the right in the September/October category). We relaxed, enjoyed each other's company, and had a great time at the wedding. On the day we were to fly home, a huge storm rolled into San Francisco, complete with fog, rain and driving winds. That morning, as we tried to get a cab to the BART station, we really weren't sure we were going to be leaving the city that day. When we got to the airport, I got a call on my cell phone. From Carolyn's school. She had a fever of 101.6 and they needed someone to go pick her up. Worry immediately set in (and it turns out it didn't let up for a good week and a half). I called my mom to go pick up C, and we arranged for Brian's parents to meet mom and C at our house to watch Carolyn and take her to the doctor that afternoon.
Brian and I made it out of San Francisco, and when we landed in Phoenix I had a message from Candy on my phone. Carolyn had Hand, Foot and Mouth disease. (????) Again, this was something I had never heard of. It involves blisters in the throat, on the palms of the hands and the bottoms of the feet. Although Carolyn only had blisters in her mouth, the doctor said the blisters would probably show up on her hands and feet the next day. Because HFM is highly, highly contagious, C could not go to school for the next few days. So, Candy was kind enough to stay home with C the next day. When I got home from work that day, Carolyn was pretty warm with fever and had a very raspy, barky cough. It was right around 101/102. Back to the doc we went that evening. And she had croup.
I filled her prescription -- steroids -- that night and put a very exhausted, warm little girl to bed. But she didn't sleep long. About three hours later she was up, and she remained up for the rest of the night. We went into the bathroom twice so that she could sit with the hot steam and breathe easier. It was scary.
I was home with her the next two days, which were filled with fever, croupy cough, sleepless nights. Then, on Thursday night, I couldn't get her to sleep, again. She was inconsolable and I just had a feeling that something wasn't right. Back to the doctor we went the next day, and home we came with another ear infection. More misery, more medication. She was sick that whole weekend, with her fever peaking at 103 on Saturday night. On Sunday, she started to feel a bit better, but she became extremely congested and had a wet cough. So, Monday comes (I don't go to work, again) and we go back to the doctor. Our wonderful pediatrician listened to me recount the whole story, and assured me that he thought all of this was related to the same tenacious virus (not flu) and that it was running its course. The ear infection was a bummer of a secondary bacterial infection. He said the only thing she hadn't manifested that she might was a rash. And that the rash would actually be a good sign, because it means the virus is almost done. He gave us a prescription for a decongestant, which helped her immensely and finally helped her get some good sleep.
The next day, she got the rash. On that day, when we knew she was finally getting better, I got sick. It was good timing that Brian could stay home from work the next day with her, because it allowed me to stay home and attempt to get some sleep (which I had gotten none of the past seven days). That night, a week after we came home from San Francisco to a sick little girl, she slept through the night at last. And went to school the next day. And I still didn't go back to work, because my throat had swelled up to five times its normal size and I could barely talk.
I spent the entire week at home sick with fever, sore throat, congestion. I went back to work the following Monday. So, in total, I was gone from work (including vacation and sick time), for about two weeks. I am now on the mend and have been back to work for over a week. Carolyn is back to her usual, happy self.
Which brings us to today. When Brian is sick and at home. He has been battling allergies, serious congestion in his head and chest, and general feelings of crappiness. None of it is helped by how exhausted he has been with his crazy work schedule. The good news is, he's feeling much better after staying home yesterday, as well. If we can just get him healthy, and keep me and C healthy, I think we will make it!
Anyway, that's been our crazy life. On to happier, healthier things.
Carolyn is a talking machine. She puts together as many as six words and speaks so clearly. Not to mention she says the most hilarious things. Like "Move this, Mommy" (when anything is in her way), "Bless you, Daddy" (on one of the many occasions that Brian sneezes), and, my personal favorite yet, "Brian, bring me a bag!" (this was an exact parrot of me when I was asking Brian to bring a trash bag so I could empty the shredder). Life with her is so much fun, and you just never know what's going to come out of her mouth!
As I mentioned briefly above, there are new pictures to the right that Brian posted. Be sure to check them out. And join us in our amazement of how big Carolyn is getting.
We love you all, and we will try to get back on some sort of "regular" schedule with the blogging and picture posting.
Friday, August 21, 2009
She says her words
Carolyn’s vocabulary is absolutely exploding. It’s hard for Brian and me to keep track of all of her words! But I did my best to update our “bragging-rights list” and it’s now 100 percent more alphabetized. Current word count is a nice, round 55.
You’ll notice she doesn’t have many words that begin with “c”, with the exception of “cheese” and “cup” (which is pronounced “bup”). We are really loving the "bup" thing. We will be sad when the day comes that she actually says "cup."
She amazes us every day and we are loving this stage!
The word that comes out of her mouth the most right now is “ya.” She says it with gusto every time.
Us: “Should we put on your shoes?”
Carolyn: “YA!”
Us: "Do you want to eat your dinner?"
Carolyn: "YA!"
Us: "Are you the cutest little girl ever?"
Carolyn: "YA!"
(Of course that answer is a given.) :-)
Here is Carolyn's list o' words. We will try to post some video of her talking soon.
1. Are
2. Arm
3. Baby
4. Back
5. Bag
6. Ball
7. Banana
8. Big
9. Blue
10. Book
11. Bowl
12. Brush
13. Bug
14. Bus
15. Bye (bye-bye)
16. Cheese
17. Cup (bup)
18. Dad
19. Dog
20. Done
21. Door
22. Down
23. Dress
24. Duck
25. Eight
26. Eyes
27. Feet
28. Go (first word)
29. Grandma
30. Hi
31. Hug
32. Mess
33. Milk
34. Mine
35. Mom
36. More
37. Nana
38. Nice
39. Night night
40. Nine
41. No
42. Off
43. On
44. Papa
45. Please
46. Poop
47. Shoes
48. Stuck
49. Teeth
50. Truck
51. Two
52. Up
53. Ya
54. Yellow
55. Yes
You’ll notice she doesn’t have many words that begin with “c”, with the exception of “cheese” and “cup” (which is pronounced “bup”). We are really loving the "bup" thing. We will be sad when the day comes that she actually says "cup."
She amazes us every day and we are loving this stage!
The word that comes out of her mouth the most right now is “ya.” She says it with gusto every time.
Us: “Should we put on your shoes?”
Carolyn: “YA!”
Us: "Do you want to eat your dinner?"
Carolyn: "YA!"
Us: "Are you the cutest little girl ever?"
Carolyn: "YA!"
(Of course that answer is a given.) :-)
Here is Carolyn's list o' words. We will try to post some video of her talking soon.
1. Are
2. Arm
3. Baby
4. Back
5. Bag
6. Ball
7. Banana
8. Big
9. Blue
10. Book
11. Bowl
12. Brush
13. Bug
14. Bus
15. Bye (bye-bye)
16. Cheese
17. Cup (bup)
18. Dad
19. Dog
20. Done
21. Door
22. Down
23. Dress
24. Duck
25. Eight
26. Eyes
27. Feet
28. Go (first word)
29. Grandma
30. Hi
31. Hug
32. Mess
33. Milk
34. Mine
35. Mom
36. More
37. Nana
38. Nice
39. Night night
40. Nine
41. No
42. Off
43. On
44. Papa
45. Please
46. Poop
47. Shoes
48. Stuck
49. Teeth
50. Truck
51. Two
52. Up
53. Ya
54. Yellow
55. Yes
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Another great weekend
This past weekend we beat the heat and went up to Pinetop to spend the weekend with my parent's at their condo. We had all great time and as usual Carolyn was in prime form. She had us all just dying in laughter and wanted to wear her Nana's shoes all weekend long. I just posted some new photo's from the weekend and Carolyn's 4th of July parade at school. Enjoy the photos, and we hope you're all having a great summer.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Quite the artists...
Today, Carolyn and I got to hang out all day while mommy went to driving school. C and I had a blast playing, reading, and coloring. We even made mommy a special little drawing for the fridge while she was at school:
Monday, June 15, 2009
A year and a half :-)
It's so hard to believe that in another week Carolyn will be exactly a year and a half. Time just seems to fly by and everyday something's new. We're now up to 9 words now(including YES) and like Jen posted before, she's always trying to make us laugh. Enjoy the videos below and the new photos on the right, because I know we certainly are...
Monday, May 25, 2009
A MUCH-needed getaway for the whole fam
We packed up the car and got the hell out of the heat this weekend. It was fabulous. We stayed at the condo in Pinetop and enjoyed the cooler days, the rain, the cold (yes, cold!) nights and the oh-so-wonderful feeling of not having to do anything.
We got some great shots of C this weekend and Brian posted them in the May folder to the right. There are some real gems in there.
Have I ever mentioned how hilarious Carolyn is? She's always doing something to make us laugh, but she was really on a roll this weekend. Maybe it was all the fresh air. Here are some highlights:
In the car on the drive up, a Pearl Jam song came on the iPod. We were chatting and not really paying much attention to the song, but Carolyn sure was. She did her best Eddie Vedder right there in the car for us. A very inspired string of Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya in the same rhythm as the song, immediately following Eddie's rendition. We cracked up.
Carolyn perfected her new trick this weekend of sucking a small toy cup over her entire mouth and then waving her hands in the air and shaking her head from side to side, as if to say "Look! No hands, no hands!" Picture to prove it in the May folder.
Keeping C entertained in the car was a feat, for which I am going to take full credit. I kept a toy reserve in the front seat with me and would hand a new toy back to her at the very moment that the previous toy lost all its luster. However, the discarded toy was never simply handed back to Mommy. No, that would be way too easy and pet-friendly. Instead, she would fling it away from her ("Get this thing away from me right NOW!") and it would inevitably ricochet off of Sigmund's head before landing on the floor. The fact that she managed to make contact with the poor dog's head every time makes me think we might have a future pitcher or quarterback on our hands. At the very least, the girl's got aim (something she did NOT get from her Mommy). But poor Sigmund...
On Sunday afternoon, we went up to Hawley Lake to have dinner with Nana and Papa, who were camping there with the fly fishing club. Carolyn had taken a good nap beforehand and was in a brilliant mood! She had on her hat and sunglasses and couldn't stop laughing at everything. She enjoyed sniffing all the "flowers" (read weeds) at the lake and truly entertained and charmed everyone there. She also got a kick out of seeing her first kite. Every time it would fly up in the air she'd squeal with delight! It got pretty cold around dinner time, so we holed up in the trailer while Nana and Papa cooked dinner. Carolyn serenaded us with an endless chorus of toots the whole time. As if that wasn't funny enough, she'd crack herself up every time! She definitely got that from her Daddy.
And one more funny moment. When we got home today, Carolyn was reconnecting with her good friend Mater (a battery-powered ride-on toy in the likeness of Tow-Mater from the movie Cars). Mater has lots of buttons that play music, say letters and numbers, etc. when you push them. He also has an ignition button that you have to twist, and up until today C had never really figured out how to twist it and start the engine. Let me provide some needed context to this: when Carolyn was about 6 months old she loved to play in her exersaucer, which had a panel of buttons that played music when you pushed them. Brian would often sit there and push the same button over and over and over and over and over and over and over (get my drift?) again just because it made her laugh. Fast forward about 11 months, and it's clear that she picked up that trick from him. She must have "started" Mater at least 50 times (in the course of about one minute) this afternoon by turning the ignition switch over and over and over and over and over and over again. It sounded like poor Mater had engine trouble, or perhaps a dead battery, because all we heard was the sound of the engine turning over but never starting. I guess it's true what they say: kids are little sponges and pick up ANYTHING, even when they're just 6 months old. Brian is so proud...and mortified all at the same time. :-)
I hope you enjoy our fun pictures! We sure enjoyed our weekend together.
We got some great shots of C this weekend and Brian posted them in the May folder to the right. There are some real gems in there.
Have I ever mentioned how hilarious Carolyn is? She's always doing something to make us laugh, but she was really on a roll this weekend. Maybe it was all the fresh air. Here are some highlights:
In the car on the drive up, a Pearl Jam song came on the iPod. We were chatting and not really paying much attention to the song, but Carolyn sure was. She did her best Eddie Vedder right there in the car for us. A very inspired string of Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya in the same rhythm as the song, immediately following Eddie's rendition. We cracked up.
Carolyn perfected her new trick this weekend of sucking a small toy cup over her entire mouth and then waving her hands in the air and shaking her head from side to side, as if to say "Look! No hands, no hands!" Picture to prove it in the May folder.
Keeping C entertained in the car was a feat, for which I am going to take full credit. I kept a toy reserve in the front seat with me and would hand a new toy back to her at the very moment that the previous toy lost all its luster. However, the discarded toy was never simply handed back to Mommy. No, that would be way too easy and pet-friendly. Instead, she would fling it away from her ("Get this thing away from me right NOW!") and it would inevitably ricochet off of Sigmund's head before landing on the floor. The fact that she managed to make contact with the poor dog's head every time makes me think we might have a future pitcher or quarterback on our hands. At the very least, the girl's got aim (something she did NOT get from her Mommy). But poor Sigmund...
On Sunday afternoon, we went up to Hawley Lake to have dinner with Nana and Papa, who were camping there with the fly fishing club. Carolyn had taken a good nap beforehand and was in a brilliant mood! She had on her hat and sunglasses and couldn't stop laughing at everything. She enjoyed sniffing all the "flowers" (read weeds) at the lake and truly entertained and charmed everyone there. She also got a kick out of seeing her first kite. Every time it would fly up in the air she'd squeal with delight! It got pretty cold around dinner time, so we holed up in the trailer while Nana and Papa cooked dinner. Carolyn serenaded us with an endless chorus of toots the whole time. As if that wasn't funny enough, she'd crack herself up every time! She definitely got that from her Daddy.
And one more funny moment. When we got home today, Carolyn was reconnecting with her good friend Mater (a battery-powered ride-on toy in the likeness of Tow-Mater from the movie Cars). Mater has lots of buttons that play music, say letters and numbers, etc. when you push them. He also has an ignition button that you have to twist, and up until today C had never really figured out how to twist it and start the engine. Let me provide some needed context to this: when Carolyn was about 6 months old she loved to play in her exersaucer, which had a panel of buttons that played music when you pushed them. Brian would often sit there and push the same button over and over and over and over and over and over and over (get my drift?) again just because it made her laugh. Fast forward about 11 months, and it's clear that she picked up that trick from him. She must have "started" Mater at least 50 times (in the course of about one minute) this afternoon by turning the ignition switch over and over and over and over and over and over again. It sounded like poor Mater had engine trouble, or perhaps a dead battery, because all we heard was the sound of the engine turning over but never starting. I guess it's true what they say: kids are little sponges and pick up ANYTHING, even when they're just 6 months old. Brian is so proud...and mortified all at the same time. :-)
I hope you enjoy our fun pictures! We sure enjoyed our weekend together.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)