Tiny Talk Tuesday

A: (while playing with a squeeze toy in the bathtub)..."Mommy, the crab tooted."

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A: (while driving home from church)..."Camille is fussing a lot. She needs breast milk."

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A: "I want more pretzels. What do you say? Please!"

at least she is asking the question herself now...

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It's in her genes...

One sure sign of summer around here is....CORN ON THE COB! I love it....and apparently I always have because there are more pictures of me eating it as a kid than anything else (except maybe ice cream).

Adeline has had fresh corn a few times before, but I usually cut it off the cob for her. When we handed the ear to her, she tried to bite the end of it (like a hotdog). Precious. She was a quick learner though (see the title), and she soon devoured every kernel and asked for more....and then more. Yeah, she gets her appetite from me too.

Great Waves Park

Patrick's mom works at the Pentagon. Once a year, they have a big picnic at Great Waves Park in VA. There is a cookout, moon bounce, wave pool, baby pool, water slides, fountains, and a sand box. My mom came to watch Camille, and I took Adeline for the day. We met my mother-in-law, Patrick's sister, her husband, and their three kids there. This is the closest most of you will get to seeing me in a swimsuit this summer....it's just not right to have to wear one 5 weeks after having an almost 9 lb baby!

There weren't as many noisy things at this park, but none the less, my recently timid daughter took a while to warm up to the idea of "swimming." She soon learned to love the fountain flowing from this rock.

We made repeated trips to the sand area when needing a break from the water.

Then back to the splashing, running, and jumping...

...and more sand

We were having some sleeping issues with Adeline (as in she wouldn't go to sleep since she figured out how to open her bedroom door...we fixed that). I thought she would be tired out by around 3, but she was having so much fun, we stayed ALL day. With no nap, and constant activity in the sun, she barely made it two miles to Ruby Tuesday's where we had dinner. I thought she would be asleep before we were out of the parking lot, but she got her second wind and sang the whole. way. home........well, until we were 3 min from home. Those with toddlers know it is the kiss of death if they fall asleep for a short time before you get home. I made her stay awake. She melted. We gave her a bath. She was quickly becoming a puddle. Then....she slept.

Sunday Finest

New Life...

Sorry this isn't a great picture....

The other day, I noticed two birds carrying twigs and pine needles to the top of our hanging tomato plant. I texted Patrick with the exciting news. A few days later, we took down the plant to water it, and there was a HUGE nest inside with this tiny, blue egg. Such fun.

Wordless Wednesday

Tiny Talk Tuesday

A: (while sitting at the table eating her lunch...)

"Don't throw your books. Stay in bed, daddy said. OBEY your daddy!"

"Mommy says, don't fuss. Make happy sounds....la la la."

Well dear, at least we know she's listening...

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A: "Mommy, my paci has eyes (the vent holes)!!! Adeline has eyes too!"

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A: "Don't fuss, baby Camille. What's the matter? Here, suck on your paci."

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A: "Dear Jesus, thank you for outside, and the park, and swings, thank you for the party and hospitals and daddy's work, thank you for Home Depot, for Camille, thank you for Bob the tomato, and for yummy food and for asparagus. Thank you for all things. In Jesus name, Amen."

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Me: "Adeline, would you like more strawberries?"

A: "I want A LOT of them!!!"

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Watkins Park

A group of us (3 mommies and 6 kids) took a trip to Watkin's Park. First, we started out looking at the animals. My girl LOVES all things bunny.

...but she didn't like the chickens because they were too noisy. And next we had the peacocks...

A: "I don't like the peacocks. They're too noisy."

We then saw some pigs (fine) and some turkeys, but they were noisy too. She wanted to get away from those noisy turkeys, so she prodded mommy to head over to the ducks.....we've seen ducks before. They should be safe, right? Well.....there were some geese and swans mixed in there and as we approached, you guessed it, they were noisy too.

A: "I don't like them. Mommy hold you!?!"

Next we decided to go on a hay ride. Adeline, who recently has become very apprehensive about new things, did NOT want to ride the hay ride. Mommy made her....because I knew she would love it...and she did (although she snuggled with mommy the whole time).

After all that adventure, it was time for lunch. We had a very nice picnic.

Time to ride the choo choo train!!! Again, Adeline didn't want to, and the train was "a bit noisy." However, I think she enjoyed her ride and is still talking about it.

Then, just to make sure everyone was REALLY tired out and ready to nap, we headed to the playground. Adeline held Amelie's hand as we walked (too cute).

Such a fun day!!! Thanks Nancy and Rachel!

Sunday Finest---Father's Day Edition

Grrrrr....

I don't get it. Road rage. I. don't. get. it. People who are perfectly nice and normal when you meet them on the street are suddenly transformed when glass windows and metal are separating you. People who can usually see the good in others suddenly assume the worst of everyone. "That person is a #&^#%*)@....he just cut me off!!!" Why is the first assumption that he is a mean spirited person with a personal vendetta against you? Do the same people who tailgate, hold up Mr tall man, and mouth profanities do the same when someone does something they don't like face to face. I know there are probably some that feel the world is out to get them and are just plain mean most of the time. However, I know people who struggle with road rage, and they are as genteel as can be when you meet them in person. Why do angry drivers take things so personally, and why do they feel they need to punish all other drivers when offended? Do they really think their rage is going to change the driving habits of the world?

I don't struggle much with anger. I am not a push over. I can be passionate, strong willed, and even stubborn, but it takes a lot to get me angry. When someone drives aggressively and offends me in some way, I may give them a stern look, but I have never (no really, I mean N-E-V-E-R) flicked someone off or swore at them in retaliation. It just seems immature. On a recent drive, I was flicked off TWICE. I am a good driver. I admit I drive fast, but I don't drive angry, and I don't think I deserved such treatment. I'll describe one of the incidents to explain...

There are two lanes turning left at a light. After both lanes round the corner, they soon merge into one lane. Driving protocol is that each lane takes turns merging. The person driving to my left was on the tail of the person in front of her, but the lanes are designed to facilitate the merge, and I merged when it was my turn. She laid on her horn and both she and her passenger had their middle fingers high in the air. It didn't ruin my day, but it did ruin a few minutes. I just don't get it.......why can't we all just get along?

PS. If you are in the angry driver camp, please remove the Jesus fish from your bumper. No really, you are not witnessing to anyone.

Tiny Talk Tuesday

When looking at a board book about colors with objects to name...

A: "Green caterpillar, birdie, apples, peas.......daddy's drink! (a glass bottle)"

hmmm...

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Grandma: "Adeline, what did you have for supper?"

A: "lunch."

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A: "Here, baby Camille, a book."

Me: "That's very sweet, honey, but she's still too little for books. She can't hold it yet. You can sit beside her and read to her though."

A: sits down beside Camille and opens her book

Me: "Tell her what is in the pictures, sweetheart."

A: holds the book in front of Camille so she can see it...

"A birdie, baby Camille. See the birdie?!?"

I was desperately trying to find the video camera. This was SUCH a sweet moment. I love my girls.

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