Addicted To Love

No, wait... it isn't Robert Palmer who'd be proud, it's Dr. Okamoto! Abby is addicted to flossing (thanks, Little Grandma). At first, huge pain. Now, awesome. She'll be totally prepped for her first visit to the dentist. "Open up." I say. And she does. She does! It's one of the few moments of the day when we're in total agreement. That and when she wants to watch a video. I agree wholeheartedly because it's time for a drink ....er, I mean, it's time to make dinner.

And Ford amazed us all and started reading today. Full sentences, no less. :)

book of the week? here it is....

it's about owen who carries his blanket everywhere (kind of like abby's bunnies)! 393. the park in the evening 394. a girl who says, "okay, mom. I'll do it." 395. remembering the woodalls on 9/11

Tummy Time Squared

This is last Friday... (almost there)!



And this is today. Fully rolling over in one week flat. With a new tummy time buddy to boot.



389. tracking down the gophers that are destroying our yard. the war is on!
390. ford's sweet disposition
391. getting excited for bsf to start up again
392. abby sitting at the kid table and totally finishing her lunch

Pooh The Movie!!!!

Abigail's first full feature film. Yep. Pooh. And I must say, even with a baby next to me squirming and on the verge of crying, and trying to hold Abby who flipped back in the regular seat because she's a little small, I laughed out loud a number of times. And Abby has a new crush on (say it at the top of your highest voice) "Christopher Robin!!!"

Here are the kids that went. Thanks to the Bownes for supplying all movie-food (chocolate, drinks, pirate booty and thank God no "LIP GLOTH"!)


We were a real troop -- with two gentlemen, two little ladies and one little man plus mommies. Whew. It was great. I mean, for $2/ticket, what's not to love?!

386. Abby not going pee on my lap during the movie
387. cool nights with the a/c off
388. new online inspiration for helping abs memorize scripture

'Scuse Me, Mom.

A friend (and great photographer, blogger and angel food ice cream cake maker) came over a few weeks ago. I forgot to post these lovely little pics of Ford. At first I hated that the binkie is in the picture but you know what? It's where we're at right now. Hurray for the binkie. It gives me sanity. And hurrah for Hillary. Thanks for holding Ford during the dinner melee. It's obvious he never wanted to leave your shoulder.




I hear "scuse me, mom...I need to tell you something" about 900 times a day. Okay, I'm exaggerating. Maybe it's only 878 times. Either way, half of those times when I say "yes?" it's followed by, "um...um...(long, long pause as she tries to think of something new to ask me seeing that she forgot the original question) um.... Is Bob the tomato going to come to my birthday party?!" or some kind of madness like that. Tonight was different. Tonight was special. Tonight was classic. Grant and I were doing some dishes and we heard (as she's brushing her teeth but happens to be walking through the family room where an old David Letterman is on) "scuse me Mr. Man on the TV, I need to tell you something." Whether she was talking to David Letterman or Paul Rudd, I can't be sure but I'm dying to know what she wanted to ask 'em.

383. my great, big wooden butcher block cutting board
384. paying 1/3 the price for trash (plus new cans for free!)
385. smart puffs being a big hit

Girls Lunch!

We had a big, fat girls lunch (okay, Ford was there, too) this week. I had an insanely good salad and Abby got to sit next to Gracie, completely ruin one of her "what are those called, mom?!" (lipglosses) by shoving her finger into it and rubbing it all over her face, her cheeks, her nose... and borrowing a pair of glasses. Great fun for all!



And Lily came over for a dance party/girls lunch, too. Hearing "All The Single Ladies" sung by The Chipmunks was Abby's favorite.



Book of the week :


380. a drop off of delicious maple scones
381. a movie night with the girls
382. praying for people across the world

Gum

Gum. Have you tried explaining gum to a 2 year old?
Me: "It's for chewing. Then you spit it out."
Her: "Mama? Why you spit it out?"
Me: "Because it's gum. You don't eat it."
Her: "Mama? Why you don't eat it if you put it in your mouth?"
Thank you, Grant for introducing our child to the fascinating world of gum. May she never see another piece as long as we all shall live. Amen.

Abby is drawn to water. Mostly because she wants to drink it -- in her sand table, in the bathtub, in fountains. What is it? The girl isn't thirsty, let me tell you. All the potty training had me giving her tons of liquid in order to "try" day and night. Why the fascination with drinking dirty water? I'll let you know in about 3 years when she can explain it to me.




375. a new desk thanks to an industrious husband
376. a new and improved playroom
377. the end of the day
378. God's longsuffering
379. a four hour stretch of sleep

Pomp & Circumstance

The angels are singing.
The heavens are opening.
Abby seems (should I say it outloud?!) potty trained.
I plan on taking her little potty with us in the car for the next month... but being at home we haven't had any accidents for a few days. Hallelujah!

(I swear I just heard a teradactyl outside our house. This living in the canyon business is crazy!)

Our little Ford just couldn't pass up sporting a true Ford onesie. Truth be told, I bought this pre-Abigail when we were trying to have a child. We were almost at the point of thinking it might not happen for us. And the name Ford was not on our minds. Not in the slightest. I love when God has amazing, other plans.




And Abby's book of the week (again) is...


371. inspired to juice my veggies again
372. an afternoon cocktail
373. the hope of fall and things starting up again
374. falling in love with reading all over again