Cinderella and her Prince Charming

Strawberry Girl

I am woefully behind in posts... I will try to make it up this week!

A couple of weeks ago we went up to a pick-your-own strawberries farm in Dahlonega. We went up early in the morning to try and beat the heat (unsuccessfully, I might add). Mom and I picked and Cara "helped" put them in the buckets.

Of course we also had to sample the berries, you know, for quality control.

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.

And about half of them were promptly made into strawberry shortcake and my birthday cake. If you have not had the pleasure of tasting my mom's strawberry cake... well... I am very sorry for you. Come to my birthday next year, and you can have some : )

Car wash

"I am making the car not dirty, Mommy."

Hello, operator

Caught this as I was drawing her bath tonight. This is my old cellphone. Here is the conversation:

"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."

Monkey see, monkey do

Scene: Walking out the door on the way to school. Mommy is holding Cara, who is holding Monkey.

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.

Splash!

It rained sometime today. But the ground was already dry by the time we got home, so I didn't think much of it.

I was talking to my neighbor and Cara decided she needed to check out the sandbox... by the time I got up there (2 minutes later, mind you), she was soaked from head to toe and giggling non-stop. It was great.

Naptime

The joys of napping with a toddler in the house: you get company. Lots of company.

Plus a loving two year old patting you to sleep.

What impressed me, Tim, is that you sleep through it all. Including the "Let's explore Daddy's mouth" part.