While we were outside this weekend Davis said, "I've got a new idea! Let's blow out the sun so I can sit in the shade!"
He then suggested an alternate method of taking out the sun that involved balloons, but I couldn't understand that one well enough to reproduce it here. It sounded a bit like the master scheme of some comic-book-enemy-of-humanity.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
A Season at Home
It has been three months.
Her world expands everyday. She is now mobile! Not crawling yet, but nearly there and definitely scooting/rolling herself to where she wants to go. She is firmly sitting on her own for as long as she likes, and she can pull herself into a stand if I take her hands in mine.
She loves a bath.
She laughs like crazy. [Mostly at the funny man currently known as "tiny bit" for the following typical exchange: Can I have some of this? No. Tiny bit?]
She cries when I leave the room. But not with as much conviction as before.
She is our sweetheart.
Her world expands everyday. She is now mobile! Not crawling yet, but nearly there and definitely scooting/rolling herself to where she wants to go. She is firmly sitting on her own for as long as she likes, and she can pull herself into a stand if I take her hands in mine.
She loves a bath.
She laughs like crazy. [Mostly at the funny man currently known as "tiny bit" for the following typical exchange: Can I have some of this? No. Tiny bit?]
She cries when I leave the room. But not with as much conviction as before.
She is our sweetheart.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Almost Six and Still Pretty Funny
Tonight we were talking about how it is not a good idea to take a bath during a storm. Faith asked if this was "a rule from Obama."
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