My turn!

Elsie has started asking to hold Sam more and more. It is always in the middle of when I am feeding him. The first time it happened I didn't believe she really wanted to. So, I told her to wait until he was done eating, then I would let her hold him. She said, "K", and went and sat on the couch. He finished eating and I was getting up to make some breakfast (sure Elsie had completely forgotten), when she shouts, "My turn!" Surprised, I took Sam over to her and she LOVED it. She asks all the time. And of course, it's the cutest thing ever.

Not advisable

I know. This is not a good idea. BUT, just after I finished unloading the dryer and turned to put the clothes from the washer in the dryer, she climbed right in like she owned that thing. So, I snapped a quick picture (which turned out pretty adorable), and told her to never do it again.

Buckling

Elsie learned how to buckle things. I remember when Elsie was around nine months old and my sister came to Colorado for a visit with her two-year-old daughter, Ivy. Ivy had just learned how to buckle things. It was so frustrating. Every time I would go to put Elsie in her bouncer, her swing, or her car seat, I would settle Elsie in and reach for the buckles, only to find that they were already buckled. At first it was funny. Ha ha. Ivy is so cute. That is so cute that she goes around and buckles everything. After the 5th time of this happening it was getting less funny. By the end of the first day I was so frustrated that every time I put Elsie ANYWHERE I would then have to pick her back up, put her somewhere, unbuckle the damn thing, then put Elsie back in, and buckle her up (I know, this is a really long sentence); that I was having to make a SERIOUS effort not to swear out loud, at Ivy, in my frustration. So, now Elsie is buckling everything she can get her little mits on. Sam's bouncer, his swing, his car seat.... Damnitall. Awe. So proud of herself. And so am I, I guess. Another stage of development complete. Sigh...good for you sweetie.

The Park

We went to the park by our house a couple of weeks ago. Elsie loved it. She played on every inch of that place, despite the cold temperature and blowing wind. We tried bundling her (and us) up as much as possible, but it was obvious we left far too early. We haven't been able to go again since. It took bribes of cookies and candy at home to get her to follow us. Poor thing is so over winter. Here's Sam in the snugly. He did pretty good during the walk over, but once the sun dipped below the horizon he got pretty fussy. So I turned him around and he snuggled right in for a nap. We had such a good time, and can't wait for the weather to warm up so we can make this part of every day.