We're on our last day of vacation in Rhode Island:
Weathering out the storm.
Weathering out the storm.
28 August 2011
21 August 2011
13 August 2011
Muffin Is One
Muffin turned one last week. She's 31 1/2 inches tall, which is apparently off-the-charts tall and she's about 22 pounds, which is average. She's almost walking; she's crawling and cruising faster than we can keep up with her. She says "mama, dada, cat, dog," and "yum." She knows the signs for "eat" and "more" and she understands the commands "clap," "wave," and "use your spoon please."
She loves the sound of skype firing up on our laptops. She can pick the keys off the keyboards and she can open every drawer in the house. She can reach water bottles off the kitchen counters and dining room table. She has fierce determination and she sticks out her tongue when she's working hard on a project.
She looks at books and she head bangs to classic rock. No matter how many times the cat swipes at her, she continues to try and make friends. She stands on the terrace and makes proclamations to the neighborhood. No matter how hard I try, she will not sit still and zone out with the tv for a few minutes so that I can get a little break.
She likes to go fast in her stroller and her bike seat. She is fearless when it comes to diving head-first off the couch.
She constantly amazes us and wears us out. We call her a snuggle thug, because her love is aggressive. She makes other babies cry with her advances of friendship. She is endlessly optimistic. She's easily the funniest person we've ever met.
She loves the sound of skype firing up on our laptops. She can pick the keys off the keyboards and she can open every drawer in the house. She can reach water bottles off the kitchen counters and dining room table. She has fierce determination and she sticks out her tongue when she's working hard on a project.
She looks at books and she head bangs to classic rock. No matter how many times the cat swipes at her, she continues to try and make friends. She stands on the terrace and makes proclamations to the neighborhood. No matter how hard I try, she will not sit still and zone out with the tv for a few minutes so that I can get a little break.
She likes to go fast in her stroller and her bike seat. She is fearless when it comes to diving head-first off the couch.
She constantly amazes us and wears us out. We call her a snuggle thug, because her love is aggressive. She makes other babies cry with her advances of friendship. She is endlessly optimistic. She's easily the funniest person we've ever met.
11 August 2011
Travel Photo Friday: Nehru Zoo, Hyderabad, India
Nehru Zoo isn't a bad place for getting away from the noise and dirt of the city. It's crowded, but you can find some quiet spots.
The nice thing about zoos in certain countries is that you can get close to the animals:
We keep Muffin up high, above the crowds of her admirers:
We've been twice and we still haven't seen everything yet. Muffin doesn't last too long before we need to head home. You can walk or drive through the zoo. There's a tiger safari (which we haven't done yet), a kids' train, and supposedly elephant rides, but both times we've been the elephants have been in the "garage."
Photo Friday is hosted by DeliciousBaby.com.
The nice thing about zoos in certain countries is that you can get close to the animals:
We keep Muffin up high, above the crowds of her admirers:
We've been twice and we still haven't seen everything yet. Muffin doesn't last too long before we need to head home. You can walk or drive through the zoo. There's a tiger safari (which we haven't done yet), a kids' train, and supposedly elephant rides, but both times we've been the elephants have been in the "garage."
Photo Friday is hosted by DeliciousBaby.com.
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