Remembering those who served our country to preserve our freedom.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Now I know there's a reason...
that the manufacturer includes age and weight limits on baby gear. When your 33 pound, 27 month old toddler wants to sit in her sister's bath ring, I should consider consulting the sticker that displays the 26 pound weight limit and 16 month age limit before helping her get in.
She, of course, got "thuck". After a lot of attempts to get Annabel out with bending and pulling and analyzing angles and thigh size, the Daddy Rescue Squad had to be employed. Using a bath towel to shield us from the flying plastic bits, a book on counting strawberries and fingers and ducks as a buffer between the indestructible plastic and my sweet baby's body, and a small electric tool that served as a circular saw, Daddy cut Annabel out of her chair. She didn't cry (or tinkle) once during the 45 minute ordeal.
She's reenacted the event several times this morning, including placing the buffer book on her back and telling the story of being stuck. She didn't sing the song we sang during her rescue of "Annabel is stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck in the tub, tub, tub, tub." I guess Mommy has a ways to go before she can seek employment as a children's song writer.
Mommy's really glad she didn't pull this stunt while Daddy was at work since she would have likely had to call the real Rescue Squad. Do you think they'd start charging after two dumb, preventable incidents within a year?
Here are other cute pictures from the last few weeks.
She, of course, got "thuck". After a lot of attempts to get Annabel out with bending and pulling and analyzing angles and thigh size, the Daddy Rescue Squad had to be employed. Using a bath towel to shield us from the flying plastic bits, a book on counting strawberries and fingers and ducks as a buffer between the indestructible plastic and my sweet baby's body, and a small electric tool that served as a circular saw, Daddy cut Annabel out of her chair. She didn't cry (or tinkle) once during the 45 minute ordeal.
She's reenacted the event several times this morning, including placing the buffer book on her back and telling the story of being stuck. She didn't sing the song we sang during her rescue of "Annabel is stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck in the tub, tub, tub, tub." I guess Mommy has a ways to go before she can seek employment as a children's song writer.
Mommy's really glad she didn't pull this stunt while Daddy was at work since she would have likely had to call the real Rescue Squad. Do you think they'd start charging after two dumb, preventable incidents within a year?
Here are other cute pictures from the last few weeks.
First time feeding herself yogurt.
Cooking in the kitchen
Chillaxing with Sophie
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
First stop on Grandma and Grandpa's Grandkid tour of Spring 2010
Grandma and Grandpa visited at the end of April for almost a week. It's too bad they couldn't bring the bluebonnets with them. It was great to have them here and SO great that they could come a day early to help take care of our sick babies. Annabel had trip #2 to the ER with croup and pneumonia, and Caroline had a pesky ear infection. As you can see, it didn't keep them down for long.
Annabel making brownies with Grandma
Grandpa taught Annabel how to hold her own mask
The Masters
Mommy spent her first nights alone with the girls without Daddy while he went to the practice rounds of the Masters in Augusta, GA with Grandpa, Uncle Evan, and Uncle Stu.
Phil Mickelson, the 2010 (and 2006) winner
The great Arnold Palmer, 4 time winner of the Masters
Phil and Freddy Couples, winner in 1992
Playing with the neighbors
We're so lucky to have lots of kids in the neighborhood. Last Saturday morning, the boy from across the street rang the bell to ask if the girls could play outside with him. That was a fun milestone! Annabel's very obsessed with playing outside with the "boys." From what we can tell, the definition of "boys" is kids playing, preferably with balls. At least that's what Daddy's telling himself!
Here are some pics of the girls playing with the next-door neighbors.
and a pic of our comedian with watermelon on her head
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