I wish I wrote down the last hundred things she said that made me laugh—and I swore I wouldn’t forget. But here’s two of them:
…while decreasing exponentially your chances of getting a good picture.
Kyla, smile!
Piper, please look at the camera!
Piper—take that out of your mouth! Piper—come back here!
Okay, fine, here’s the shot we’re going with.
I’m pretty taken with the little dude. He is just a few days shy of 4 months and numbers smiling, laughing, spitting up, rolling over, getting the hang of the exersaucer and jumperoo, and sleeping really, really well as his accomplishments in his first months outa-utero. (I may have made that last word up.)
Yesterday, he reached the depths and the pinnacle of his spit-up-ness. First, while he was hanging out in the Baby Bjorn, he spit up about half a gallon, give or take, of milk right into the bathroom sink as I was brushing my teeth! (This is the good news, for those who are unsure of what to do with spit up stories.) However, he made up for it later while he was sitting on my lap helping me put away laundry when without any warning, he covered every single item in my newly folded laundry. We avoided the middle man and the clothes when straight back into the wash.
Oh, no! Not again! I heard Kyla get up a little after 7 this morning, but the rest of us were still sleepy. When I got up at 8, I found a trail…
First her pajama's.
Then her diaper.
And then the girl herself. Kyla decided to get an early start on her day by sweeping up the sand around the sandbox. Thanks, Kyla!
Wesley will be four months old soon and it just occurred to me to get out the jumperoo and exersaucer. The jumperoo was immediately confiscated by the Kid Grab Bureau (KGB) and put to use as an elevator for stuffed animals who couldn’t make it up the stairs on their own.
Mama: Sorry, Piper, you can’t come and get the mail with me unless you have clothes and shoes on. [Note: Post-nap naked time is quite common in our household.]
Mama leaves to get the mail. As I return to the house, Piper comes out to meet me “dressed” in her sister’s coat turned upside down and wearing boots. I took her out to the mailbox.
We did Mother’s Day a little differently this year and, oops, skipped church. I wanted to stomp around Cougar Mountain Zoo with the family, so to be home for naptime, we went out there Sunday morning.
This is a very small zoo and advertises itself as a training zoo. What I like about it (besides the great views on a clear day) is that we can see all the exhibits in a few hours. (We went to Woodland Park Zoo twice this week, and between both visits, probably saw almost half of the animals.) Another point of interest about CMZ is that what they lack in real animal quantity, they make up for in statues.
One day I will write a post entitled “Ode to a Green Stroller”. I love this stroller that much.
We bought apple slices to feed some of the animals. No Fear Piper feed the alpacas by hand. Kyla threw food at their feet.
Isn’t this a cute bench?
