Words

It was around this time that I was worried about Robbie's speaking.

Annie's 18 month appointment is tomorrow.

I can remember sitting in the waiting room for Robster's 18 month appointment, along with a pair of parents I wanted to punch.  They were with baby girl Tinsley, or Tenley or Shaw or Georgetown or Chevy or something so very DC pretentious with a notebook of her words to take in to her doctor's appointment.

"Oh, Daddy, supercalifragiliousdiexpialadious"-- put that in the book- that makes 127 words!"

Me (in corner fuming): GRUMBLE GRUMBLE GRUMBLE

But tomorrow--  words are something we don't worry about for little sister.

Words ya'll?

She has them.

Can she temper her toddler tude at all? 

Nope.

But words?

She can sing a few lines of Happy Birthday.

Knows the words butterfly, giraffe, and elephant.

Can follow the command of "stand on one leg like a flamingo?"

And ya'll .  She repeats everything.

Eve. Ry.  Thing.

Be warned.

We've got to get her started on drafting that stump speech.

Not excellent

I haven't been excellent at blogging lately. 

Haven't even been mediocre. 

I HAVE been making three to four dinners per night, on account of picky eater meeting picky eater meeting strange I haven't been pregnant in two years aversion to any meat I cook from raw to cooked.

I HAVE been staying ahead of the laundry.

Throwing a few special outings in there.

But the blogging?

Not so much.

So some photos?  You want some photos?

You know like playing tennis.

And sitting in bulldozers.

Have snacks.

And taking doing yoga.

You know, just everyday around here.

What did you just say?

Words, words and more words - Robbie is stringing his together pretty well and Anna Helen is just starting. 


Her first sentence?  I did it!.


Robbie is getting some more advanced words now - words like contrail, excavator and hippopotamus.  I have to say my personal favorite is contrail.


They are both getting really good a repeating words back to you which is generally a good thing - generally.


It is amazing to see things start to click - just have to be careful what we say because we will hear again.

Spicy: A Series

She's all in ya'll!

Great weekend with the family

Little late in getting this post but we had a wonderful weekend in the center of the universe that is Marion.


Robbie and Anna Helen seem to be adjusting to road tripping and were great troopers on the trip down.  We made it in reasonable 7 hours.


While I have stated it before, I (who once was the apple of his Mother's eye) am now just the guy who drives the grand kids to see Nana and Pop. 


We spent Saturday doing LOTS of things - morning at the play ground then off to Mullins to Uncle Billy's (and Cousin Dupree's) strawberry farm to pick possibly the best strawberries in the world (Uncle Joel and Aunt Paula (aka Aupa) joined in on the strawberry picking), visiting with Uncle Johnny and Aunt Faye (aka Lala) and the cherry on top was going swimming at Uncle Joey's.  We all slept well that night.


On Sunday we went to Church with Mom and Dad and Uncle Billy and Aunt Francis came by to visit after the kids afternoon nap.  The rest of the afternoon was play, play, play.


We made the very smart call to leave early (6:30) on Sunday to beat the holiday traffic back into DC and for once it went to plan - back to DC in less than 7 hours and had we left and hour earlier we would have faced a 12 mile back up north of Richmond.


I would be remiss if I failed to thank all those who have served and most especially those who died in service to the United States.  Their sacrifice allows my family to enjoy weekends like the one described above.  We owe them a debt that can never be repaid.  Thank you.