Wednesday, October 7, 2009
It also prompted Cara to deliver a stern lecture on proper flying etiquette:
"Birdie! You do not slam into the window. That's a bad choice. You get a booboo. You fly over there."
Fortunately, the bird recovered and flew away after a few minutes.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Of course, Cara just loves it.
Thanks, Nona, Poppa, Gigi, Deedee, and Great Grandpa!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Mei Lan really is adorable. Several million dollars worth of adorable? I'm not sure, but she is definitely a cutie.
We visited the kangeroos, who were much less bouncy than my daughter. You can faintly make one out sprawled on the ground in the background. Yes, it is in fact looking at Cara - I think it was surprised that someone has the energy to jump in this heat.
Next stop: the petting zoo. Cara liked the goat. Well, it was a very friendly goat. Tristan thought so too.
In fact, the goat was so friendly that it offered to pose for a photo with us all. Such a nice goat.
We visited several exhibits, including the elephants, and had a picnic lunch sitting by the lions.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Cara was very diligent in this task, and tells us they all passed inspection, thank goodness.
We picked a ton of berries - probably more than we needed - but I froze a bunch and Aunt Meg promises to make some yummy concotions with them.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
"Hello, Dana Pearce. I change my diaper. Uh huh. Uh huh. Hi Mimi! Hi Poppa! I mumble mumble something unintelligble. Uh huh. Uh huh. Mommy! You silly! Nona, I change my diaper. Uh huh. Uh huh. I put medicine on my booboo."
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Mommy, singing: You and me and Monkey make three!
Cara: No, Monkey doesn’t make three!
Mommy: Then what does Monkey make?
Brief pause, while Cara considers.
Cara: Monkey makes gooooood choices.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Cara: Do NOT crash into the cows! You gotta BE CAREFUL, Mommy!
Mommy: That's a good plan. I will not crash into the cows.
Cara: The cows would be SAD if you crashed into them. The cows would cry!
Mommy: You're right. They would be sad.
Cara, waggling her finger emphatically: Do NOT crash into the cows! Be careful!
Mommy: Ok! I won't crash into the cows.
Cara: We ride the cows. And the ponies.
Cara: Yup. We ride the cows and pet the ponies. And we go to the zoo. You gotta BE CAREFUL, Mommy!
No cows were harmed in the making of this blog post.
And here she is on May 25th 2008:
Look at that hair!
Cara's favorite pursuit of the weekend was swinging on the porch. She is OBSESSED with her swing. We had to pry her out of it with a crowbar....
Although a spoonful of brownie mix worked well too : )
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
This morning: "Booboo, Mommy! Put butt-paste on my booboo!" (translation: she wanted Benadryl cream, for insect bites.... which she thinks is diaper rash cream)
When I picked her up from school: "I played outside with Hazel, and Caleb, and Libby, and [in a dramatic, exasperated, 'you're in trouble' tone] Reece Thatcher!" (Reece apparently gets in trouble a lot, and consequently, her name cannot be said in a normal fashion.)
While in the bath: "Mommy, don't peepee in the sink. That is not nice." (I have no clue where this came from. I was not even close to the sink.)
While reading: "This is a moose, and this is a moose, and this is a moose, and this is a...... [long pause for reflection]... not-moose."
Just now, screaming in bed: "Turn the movie off! Turn the movie off!" (Turns out the "movie" is her "soother" music player that attaches to the crib. She had turned it on, but the batteries are starting to go and it sounds a little, well, sick. Now, why she didn't turn it off herself, I don't know. Maybe she was too traumatized.)
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Here she is, wiggling her fingers in mockery of... well.... me:
Finger waggling with the addition of the toungue. She is refining her technique very quickly, you can see.
And now, for the grand finale, we have the amazing "Your-Face-Is-Going-To-Freeze-Like-That-Young-Lady" mouth pull. Quite impressive, I must say.
Fortunately her face did not in fact freeze. Thank goodness.