You rock, Mom!

That's the quote of the day, for sure. She had gotten up from her nap time (nap time is a joke...it was 3 hours of fooling around going up and down stairs to try to get her to lay still...might have been easier to just let her stay up...but you won't hear me say that in her presence....) Anyway...she had asked for a snack and a drink, so I brought her some animal crackers and some juice, and she said, "Thanks, Mom! You rock!"

I was pretty much speachless. I'm normally mommy, not mom. Now, I do tell her that she rocks. Quite a lot. Because she does. I didn't expect to hear it back quite so soon though.








We've had a fun couple of days. We're finally getting back into the groove of things, which is really nice. The weather hasn't been too hot, either, so we've spent some time outside. Sometimes I watch her play and can't believe how like me she is, and then on the opposite side of the spectrum, how like Brian she is. Look at how she lines up her chalks to draw.





That's totally her father. I'm not that precise about anything. My stamps are where they are because my office manager brought her label maker to my house to tell me where to put things. I'm sure that this is a learned trait from her father.

Here's my girl doing her "I'm so big" dance. That is probably like me. She and I dance most of the day. The Backyardgians have a new cd, and we have been shaking to that one (that's the name of one of the songs). She asks to hear it all the time; thankfully there's lots of fun music. We're both getting excited about the new episodes coming this fall too.

I've finally figured out that if she has fancy hair or lipstick (aka - chapstick) on, she'll let me take about any picture I want of her. I'm going to use that little piece of info to get more photos that I want.








The fam. On the swing. Just chillin after supper in the backyard. We're liking to spend our evenings that way these days. It works for us.