Monday, August 10, 2009

Watch out Tinkerbell!


Here comes Abby Sue. Wings, skirt, tiara and wand in hand. Abby loves this costume, mommy and daddy would rather her not play with it in the house. In case you haven't found out - glitter is hard to get out of the carpet.





 












Abby at the pool:

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Fun, Fun, Fun


Abby (really mom) feeding the Lorikeet's at the Zoo:



I'm not sure I like the hedgehog.



A ridiculous amount of Cheerios in the carseat! It was at least 3 bowls of cereal!


Abby eating:



A little Houdini our hands? How did she manage to get her one arm out of her PJs without unbuttoning even 1 button?

FINALLY - My Very 1st Haircut


Abby finally received her 1st haircut, and it only took 19 months to get to the point she really needed it. Bob and I couldn't stand her bangs in her face any longer.

Pre-haircut picture, not to mention right after waking up from her nap. Crazy hair!

We weren't really sure she'd like getting her haircut. To our surprise, she sat in the booster seat and stayed in the seat without squirming too much. She wasn't going to sit in the chair until the stylist brought out a the cape and we told her it was like a blankie. It also had penguins on it, so that helped. Needless to say, she did pretty w
ell and towards the end liked looking at herself in the mirror. 








Abby loves holding on to the combs and brushes, luckily the stylist agreed to her insistence on holding the comb. She even let the stylist put a ponytail in her hair. She loved her haircut so much she constantly grabs her hair
 and says haircut and even asks for ponytails - sometimes by saying haircut and sometimes by saying pony!

Post-haircut running around Great Clips!


Sunday, July 19, 2009

Another Example of Keeping Current

After the move, we were able to take Abby for her 1 year old pictures.  Yes...Abby was born in December - so we were a bit off in timing.






Tuesday, July 14, 2009

We're Still Here


Wow...January 9th was the last post.  I knew it had been a while, but geesh...

Lot has happened since January 9.  We put the house on the market and it promptly so

ld.  The process opened up a can of stress that we weren't maybe ready for. 

On top of that, we learned that all our hard work had paid off.  Abby will have to 
do a better job sharing effective October 27 (or thereabouts).  We learned of o
ur good fortune just as a bid on our new house was being countered.  The reality of an increased mortgage, 2nd child care expense, and uncertainty of the move made it an interesting week.

The close date on our old house was a week prior to the close date on our new house.  So...we had the pleasure of staying with Barb & Ed for the week.  It went very well and we were grateful they were so accommodating - both with us actually being there, and also using their garage as a storage shed.  Not to mention the help moving stuff.  

The whole family was very helpful - both sets of grandparents...both of our brothers.  It was a crazy week.

So, by Easter we were somewhat settled in to the new house.  
Abby had her 2nd Easter and was comparatively more interested than in her first.  

At home, she enjoyed the wonderful gifts in her Easter basket...












...at Grandma's, she enjoyed her first Easter Egg Hunt.  








Sorry to anyone who checks regurlarly - we'll work on posting more frequently...

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

No, No, No

We've gotten some 'no' in the past couple of weeks. I love sitting in my high chair looking at the 'no'. Mom keeps calling it snow, but I keep telling her it's 'no', not 'snow'. Oh well, she'll probably never learn. I think that the 'no' is pretty and all, but I don't want anything to do with it. I certainly don't want to touch it or play with it. It must be slippery because I get to watch cars spin their tires and slide down the street in front of our house.

Well, mom doesn't know me very well, she put in a whole bunch of clothes last week and took me outside to do what she called play in the snow. I don't know what she was thinking - I could hardly move in two layers of clothes and a nosuit. I tried to quietly protest before she even got me dressed by running away from her every time she went to put an article of clothing on me, but it didn't work. We still went outside to play in the 'no'.