Thursday, July 22, 2010
When life gives you a 15 month old who thinks she can swim, you put water wings on her and you throw her in the pool. And if she seems slightly distressed, don't worry, because it's nothing compared the distress she feels when you're trying to, heaven forbid, hold her or keep her from drowning.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Madeline's first clear communication has been 'thank you.' And it's pretty endearing. Especially when she does it with no prompting, which she often does. But not in this video. Oh well. At least I can watch it years from now and remember how sweet it was.
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
The Fourth in Arkansas is mainly about eating, sleeping, and fishing. Cousin Sarah beat the boys (by all accounts, but heaven knows I certainly wasn't there), by catching dozens of fish. My brother caught 1 fish the first day and about 14 the second day, so the fishing was covered. The little girls took care of the sleeping. And Lyndi and I pretty much held down the eating corner. We do what we can.
Two notes for posterity. First, this was the year that the Sugg clan fireworks absolutely beat the pants off of our down-river neighbors. Also, Meredith participated in the much-lauded Dance of the Sparklers. This is a big rite of passage, performed by females age 4-40ish (I have to leave myself room) and requiring untold grace and elegance. Untold, so you have to trust me. We're proud of you, Mer. You're going to be just fine in this world.