I Like Your Hair

Katie said some funny things last week. I think her personality is coming through since she's becoming more verbal. Here are some favorites...

"I like your hair like that. You look beautiful." "Mom, you're my best helper." --A phrase I usually use when I'm trying to cajoling her into doing something. "I checkin' my email." --While writing on a post-it note with a pen. "What a minute, I have an idea. Peanut butter for lunch!" "Want to see my naked? " --This kid will do anything to run around naked. "I like it. It's really fun there." --When I asked how daycare was last Friday. "Where did Massachusetts go?" --When we drove to visit friends in Providence and I mentioned we were in Rhode Island after driving over the border.

Happy Halloween 2009

Katie was a cow this Halloween. She was inspired by a cow at Davis' Farmland called Pinky Dinky Doo. My cousin Paula made an adorable cow costume for her now-college-age daughter that she loaned us. She looked so cute and seem to really enjoy Halloween this year. Abby's costume was a loan from my friend Diane who bought it for her golden retriever Maggie. As always, Abby was a trouper. She wore the costume for 2 hours and helped Chad greet our trick or treaters. She was a huge hit and even had her photo taken by one little boy. One of the funnier moments of the night was when Katie was being asked a couple questions about being a cow and was asked "Where does milk come from?" She said "From the 'fidgerator!"

The town had a Jack O' Lantern Festival which was being held before I picked up the cow costume. Thankfully it was a warm night so Katie went as a chef!

G.G.Crab

We are pleased to welcome G.G. Crab to our household. He was a birthday gift to Katie from my Aunt Janice and Uncle Kevin. He's named after Uncle Kevin who is known to a few people as G.G. (Grumpy Grampa). G.G. Crab is an active, little guy. We periodically let him out to stretch his crab legs. Katie was a little fearful at first but now enjoys seeing G.G. run away. It's hard to keep him on the table but if we put him on the floor the poor thing gets covered in dog hair. If you are wondering why his shell is so colorful, it's because it's painted like Spongebob Squarepants. G.G. lives on the kitchen counter so we don't forget to take care of him. Some mornings, it's every man (or crab) for himself!

GOOD MORNING!

Katie finally realized that she can open the door to her room and turn on the lights from her crib. This is her greeting me after her nap. Last weekend, she opened the door at 6:15am and yelled "Hey Mom! What you doin'?" I said "I'm sleeping." Katie responded "Where?" I said "In my bed." She said "I done sleeping. Come get me!" It's harder to ignore because the echoing voice into the hallway makes it so much louder than before. Fortunately, the novelty wore off a few days later. Walking to her bedroom you can see light, dark, light, dark, light, dark, light, dark.... We got her on that one by shutting off the lamp instead of using the light switch. She gets up early enough when it's dark in her room! Say cheese!

M & Ms

Katie will probably hate me for this picture later on but she looks so proud that I had to snap this photo. Potty training has now come to our house and is no longer a daycare-only phenomena. For motivation, we give Katie two M&M. As soon as Katie hits that seat, she says "I NEED my M&Ms!" She's doing great but we may need to move to stickers.

Going, going and gone

GOING.... GOING... GONE! I think the birch tree in our yard was technically dead when we bought the house. If not, the ice storm last December officially did it in. Since it was precariously hanging over our roof and the neighbor's porch, we decided to take it down before the tree-we-were-avoiding-dealing-with turned into the giant hole in our roof. We're on a roll with house projects. Here is Chad finishing up some painting...

2 going on 22

Katie turned two and seems to have grown up overnight. Ok, slight exaggeration but you know what I mean. Katie had a first last week. She went on the potty. She was very proud and excited but it seems to be only an occurrence that happens at daycare. She isn't that interested in it at home.

She is starting to become choosy about what she wants to wear and is insisting on dressing herself. Even her language seems older. I asked her the other day whether she wanted a drink and she responded "I'm good!" She is taking an active interest in cooking, both in her kitchen and in mine...

...and it looks like I might have some competition for my shoes soon but that seems to have started awhile ago.