The traditional summer vacation for Daddy's family was going camping at William's Fork. These days Antema and Grandpa have upgraded to a camper, and they set me up playing on the table.
We camped near the river, but Mama did not let me get close enough to get my feet wet. She said the water was too cold and moving too fast.
Unfortunately, I was not feeling well, and I got Mama Bunny pretty dirty. Antema and Mama washed her, and Mama put her in my swing to dry. She looks pretty sad, but I looked worse so Mama and Daddy took me home early.
I played on the toys in Oma's back yard
I took pictures of Mama. She was being silly for me.
I enjoy squirting myself with the water (that are supposed to be for making kitties behave, but thankfully I haven't figured that out yet) and will soak myself quite thoroughly.
Cereal boxes make interesting hats
Playing with Zap, who is one of the most patient dogs ever.
Riding Daddy
Practicing with using a fork
Pardner and I play in the turtle "pool"
Friday, September 24, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Long time no see
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Fifteen months and counting
It seems hard to believe that I've grown 11 inches since I came into this world. But I am officially 31 1/4" tall. I weighed 21 pounds last Friday.
I have added a few more words, although two of them are in sign language, that my family recognizes. I've gotten fairly solid on "DA" for Daddy or Grandpa. I sometimes call Mama "DA" as well. I can sign for "hungry" and "more" when I want food--which is normally followed by a trip to the kitchen. Anyone could figure it out, right?
The weather is turning cooler, with highs that are in the low 80s instead of the mid-90s, and Mama is happy about that. Much as she liked letting me run around in onesies for the last few months, our apartment stays very warm, and the cooling bill was running high. She keeps saying that "fall cleaning" needs to happen. Not sure what that means, and I just get a sense of dismay from Daddy.
I'm a funny size, long in the torso and skinny in the waist. So Mama is at a bit of a loss for pants for me. The ones that came with my 18 month outfits don't stay up and the smaller ones she has aren't long enough. She says that we will have an adjustment because I got used to running around in onesies all summer and didn't worry about pants. That won't be an option this winter.
I am waking up now, so Mama needs to stop typing this and get ready to FEED ME. Sorry that there are still no pictures. They are trapped in the camera, and only one of the computers has a program to open them, and the two haven't gotten together for a while.
I have added a few more words, although two of them are in sign language, that my family recognizes. I've gotten fairly solid on "DA" for Daddy or Grandpa. I sometimes call Mama "DA" as well. I can sign for "hungry" and "more" when I want food--which is normally followed by a trip to the kitchen. Anyone could figure it out, right?
The weather is turning cooler, with highs that are in the low 80s instead of the mid-90s, and Mama is happy about that. Much as she liked letting me run around in onesies for the last few months, our apartment stays very warm, and the cooling bill was running high. She keeps saying that "fall cleaning" needs to happen. Not sure what that means, and I just get a sense of dismay from Daddy.
I'm a funny size, long in the torso and skinny in the waist. So Mama is at a bit of a loss for pants for me. The ones that came with my 18 month outfits don't stay up and the smaller ones she has aren't long enough. She says that we will have an adjustment because I got used to running around in onesies all summer and didn't worry about pants. That won't be an option this winter.
I am waking up now, so Mama needs to stop typing this and get ready to FEED ME. Sorry that there are still no pictures. They are trapped in the camera, and only one of the computers has a program to open them, and the two haven't gotten together for a while.
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