Little Mockingbirds

Breakfast

2009-05-06T08:30:00.001-04:00

"Harper, do you want some oatmeal?"

"I wan som can-ny."

"How about some Cheerios?"

"I wan som cupcakes."

"Would you like an egg?"

"I wan som cake."

Easter!

2009-04-13T08:22:00.001-04:00

Easter Monday: Harper requests candy at 8:24 am.

Oh Canada!

2009-02-28T19:37:00.000-05:00

So we loaded up the family wagon Griswold-style and drove past Montreal to Mont Tremblant for a long ski weekend.

Things I learned...

1. My bilboard French is excellent! My conversational French is another story....

2. I can ski down the bunny slope!

3. A snowmobiler bar may not be the best place to stop with the family for lunch.

4. The girls are travel champs!

We had a great time!

How they eat dinner...

2009-01-20T08:00:00.000-05:00

Harper

2009-01-20T07:59:00.000-05:00

Merriwether

Best Idea Ever

2009-01-20T07:58:00.000-05:00

We got a huge tub of shatterproof ornaments and let Merriwether decorate the tree herself. The finished product would not have made the pages of Martha Stewart magazine, but Santa loved it.

Harper enjoyed throwing the ornaments. Like baseballs.

Waltzing on Boxing Day

2008-12-27T20:11:00.001-05:00

what she can do

2008-12-18T23:09:00.000-05:00

Harper loves her jack-n-the-box. She is enthusiatically scaling the toilet every day and getting into things she shouldn't. She feeds her lunch to the dog. She can climb the ladder at the playground, but wants to hold hands to slide down. She cries every morning when Merriwether goes to school. She cares not to sleep on her own. She can say "baby" and sing the tune of the alphabet. She waves to helicopters and birds. She just had a bath in this picture. Otherwise you can count on her hair being enormous.

Future Rockettes?

2008-12-06T10:01:00.000-05:00

One of the few events that is worth the planning needed to get a family out the door is Baltimore's Washington Monument Lighting. It is always a beautiful night in Mt Vernon square. It doesn't hurt that we have a friend with a FABULOUS historic apartment on the square and he hosts an amazing party every year. So after we have had enough of the park and the music we head upstairs and watch the whole event from Stephen's warm apartment (with a full bar and bartender). The only thing that is missing in this picture is Harper's substantial little legs in her mini Santa dress.

Tennis Anyone?

2008-12-02T22:57:00.000-05:00

There is Merriwether and if you look super carefully you can see Serena Williams and Elena Dementiava in the background. You should notice that Merriwether is up waaaaaaaay past her bedtime AND has "balley-balls" in her hair just like a big girl. She started tennis lessons the very next day. Of course she has a pink racquet.

Harper's "vocabulary"

2008-11-01T07:59:00.003-04:00

Mommy!: There is something missing here. I am hungry/tired/cross/bored/thirsty/frustrated. I should say this word until my staff figures out what I want.

Dada!: I am excited about something, like hearing the Theme to Blue's Clues!

Gaga!: I hear a door opening.

Heidi!: Let's go outside. I like to stand on the porch and call the dog.

Thank you: I have got something in my hand.

NO! NO! NO!: Random conversation. Can also mean "yes."

Bye-Bye: People think I am cute when I say this.

Half Marathon

2008-10-11T21:23:00.001-04:00

13.1 miles in 3 hours and 2 minutes. It was brutal but I jogged the whole thing. I didn't walk. I'd like to thank all the good citizens of Baltimore who kept me going by standing on the race route and giving out gummi bears.

We Love a Parade!

2008-10-04T20:57:00.000-04:00

We went to the Parade of Champions in Towson today. Merriwether REALLY wanted to see Michael Phelps and his gold medals. We put on our red, white, and blue and waved some flags. Great weather, great lunch at Uncle Brookie's, and lots of fun at the parade. Harper liked sseing the big mascots but then the excitement got the better of her...

2008-10-04T19:00:00.000-04:00

September Already?

2008-09-07T15:06:00.002-04:00

So Merriwether has started Pre-K. Harper and I are beginning another year at home together. I am running to train for the Baltimore Running Festival Half-Marathon and still working online during odd hours.

The new camera charger will be here this week, so I can stop using the webcam and the phone pics to keep you updated. Life is a good blur, but the blog doesn't have to be.

Happy Birthday Harper

2008-08-04T13:53:00.000-04:00

One candle on Harper's cake. Life is good.

So Close to Walking!

2008-07-21T22:04:00.002-04:00

We are making the all important transition from walking for recreation to walking for transportation.

One week later...

2008-07-21T14:31:00.001-04:00

And we still can't seem to shake the birthday excitement. I know what you are thinking, "Where can I get my toddler a fabulous nightgown like that?" Well never fear, you don't have to go to Gaborwear.com. Amy will be happy to buy purple satin nightwear for your child too.

We're back!

2008-07-21T14:24:00.000-04:00

Merriwether Scout is 4 years old! She had a beach party complete with buckets of sand (ice cream cups with graham cracker crumbs on top) for dessert. All her little friends from the neighborhood were here for splashing and fun. It is good to be 4.

Where did she go?

2008-06-10T12:59:00.002-04:00

too hot to type...stay tuned!

A Career in Millinery?

2008-05-29T21:23:00.005-04:00

Merriwether made this hat at school today. She told me that her friend Felix made one too and the big joke was that they all called him Mary Poppins. She was happily climbing on the monkey bars (and wearing the hat) when I came to pick her up today.

On the way home. I could hear her softly chanting to herself in the back of the car,

"I love school. I love school."

A Harbinger of Summer

2008-05-26T21:56:00.002-04:00

Perhaps you are tired of pictures of my children covered in food.

Too bad!

Nothing says, "It's summer, Hon!" like a baby wearing only a diaper and gnawing on a corn cob.

like a broken record...like a broken record...

2008-05-26T21:35:00.004-04:00

We all need more of this around here. Between the teething, and the early morning classes in a different time zone, and the late night jobs, and the pre-schooler's nutty nighttime wanderings - sleep has been in short supply.

Tonight we were not messing around. Both girls were in the bathtub at 6:30. They had a relaxing warm bath (Harper kept trying to crawl/drown in the water, Merriwether had a long conversation with the soap about it's ovalness), a nice rubdown with lotion (cue the screaming), clean jammies ("but I want the other ballerina ones!"), Goodnight Moon for Harper, Eloise for Merriwether, hot bottle for Harper, the usual weird made-up lullabies for Merriwether...

fussing, rocking, complaining, rocking....

7:23 zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Wish us luck.

Midnight Milestones

2008-05-22T07:10:00.000-04:00

Harper can clap her hands. I know this because I was hanging over her crib at 4am begging her to go to sleep and she was gleefully practicing her clapping. I picked her up to hush her and she began furiously waving at me. I finally get her to doze off. I gently lower us into my bed and she sits bolt upright and sticks her finger in my ear. Over and over again.

I am trying to think of a witty ending for this...sadly I think I need more coffee first.

teething hurts

2008-05-17T23:13:00.000-04:00

Thank goodness Gaga has a never ending supply of cold soda cans.

so cute

2008-05-16T23:11:00.000-04:00

if I do say so myself...I love her to pieces!

Haircut

2008-05-13T18:09:00.001-04:00

Once a year, whether she needs it or not, Merriwether gets her hair cut.

She has proclaimed it "fluffy."

OUCH!

2008-05-12T07:59:00.000-04:00

Harper is cutting her four top teeth, simultaneously.

Good times....good times...

Sweet Dreams

2008-05-06T22:48:00.000-04:00

Lately, Merriwether has been talking in her sleep. Most of the time she is defending herself in Sleepytown. We have overheard the following protests...

"I don't want to play with table toys!"

and

"I want a cupcake WITH ICING!"

She has a tough life. Maybe she will be a lawyer. Dessert lovers have rights too.

Come out of Your Shell...

2008-05-02T14:47:00.000-04:00

Here's Merriwether playing in the turtle shells at the Maryland Zoo. She liked seeing the polar bears swimming and brushing the goats. She loved the duck with the blue bill. She did not care for the bat exhibit in the dark cave though.

Harper, on the other hand, puts the zzzzzzzzzzzzz in zzzzzzzzzzzzzzoo!

cruising!

2008-04-29T08:38:00.000-04:00

Down on the Farm

2008-04-26T09:33:00.000-04:00

Mimi has the best yard toys. Harper is working on her disco remix of "Ring My Bell" kickin' it farmer-style.

Only my child...

2008-04-23T22:56:00.000-04:00

Could eat a cookie with such gusto that it ends up all over her socks. No wonder I am proud.

Whatever the Weather

2008-04-20T23:12:00.000-04:00

Playing in the rain :)

Harper and I watched from the front porch. The "bumpings and thumpings" of the clouds set us back in quickly.

Howdy Pardner!

2008-04-16T12:46:00.000-04:00

I wish I had thought of this idea myself. Thanks to this trusty cowpoke Merriwether is much easier to get along with these days. According to Merrriwether, Cowboy gets very upset about the same things that bother her. He doesn't like to wear a coat, have his hat brushed, or find his shoes. He screams and cries when he feels frustrated and then he has to go "sit on the step" until he has calmed down and can apologize. Merriwether thoroughly enjoys marching Cowboy to time-out, but she hasn't had a tantrum in days.

I love that Cowboy!

We've been too busy to blog.

2008-04-16T12:34:00.000-04:00

I have almost mastered Fog Hat's "Slow Ride."

I know...you're impressed!

Jammies!

2008-04-03T21:59:00.000-04:00

Now isn't she cute?

Hmm....

Yes, upon first glance she is quite adorable in her little pjs. Alas, we cannot wear our pajamas all day. And that is where the wild rumpus begins...

"But MAMA! I don't want to get dressed! I want to wear new jammies. It makes me VERY VERY SAD to get dressed. These pants are giving me a wedgie. I want a shirt with NOTHING on it. NOT WITH A TURTLE NECK!!!!! Do I have to wear my purple coat today?"

She's finally dressed. Now it's time to brush her hair...

Where's Harper?

2008-04-03T13:31:00.000-04:00

Peek-a-boo!

Again!

Spring!

2008-04-02T21:45:00.000-04:00

Harper wasn't sure about the swing at first.

And then she started to like it!

Swim Lessons

2008-04-01T20:59:00.001-04:00

Saturday mornings are now spent at the Y. So far she can get her face wet and kick around the pool with her floaty. She can't wait for Goo-Goo's pool this summer!

My blog is causing a ruckus!

2008-03-27T21:03:00.001-04:00

First things first. I am a die-hard Balti-moron. Born in Charm City and refuse to move. This is truly The Land of Pleasant Living. I like every non-pretentious and pseudo-pretentious bit of living on the set of The Wire.

Now, in my previous post I mentioned that Harper is a Colts fan. Real citizens of this fine burg know that when I say Colts, I of course mean the Baltimore Colts and their marching band. There are no other Colts.

I never meant to imply that I would raise my children to cheer for a team from Indianapolis. I certainly in no way meant to insinuate that Peyton Manning is good at anything or ever will be.

So, all my loyal readers, there you have it. My children will be raised to be disappointed by The Ravens just like I am. We will wear purple. We will protect this house (by letting the other team score a lot of points). We will eat snacks and then fall asleep on the sofa during every game. It is our responsibility to pass on our traditions to the younger generation.

And thanks to my vigilant brother I have learned a little lesson about regional loyalty.

Sheesh, at least I didn't say I wanted to raise them to be Republicans.

How I get to eat lunch...

2008-03-24T13:31:00.000-04:00

Porch time, so mommy can brew a fresh pot of lunch...er, coffee. That way I am fortified for impending the Nap Battles of 1pm. In case you were wondering about the hat, Harper is a die-hard Colts fan. In case you were wondering about Merriwether's dress, she has been wearing it for 3 days, and she swears it is still clean. Still quiet out there...this can't be good...

2008-03-22T12:41:00.000-04:00

Merriwether met the Easter Bunny!

2008-03-22T12:27:00.000-04:00

If you turned down an opportunity to wear this costume (ahem, you know who you are!) you missed the best Mayfield Egg Hunt ever! We will not be deterred by a few snowflakes or a pesky house alarm. Face painting, cupcakes, egghunt, and Starbucks coffee. We know how to party.

Show us some gum!

2008-03-21T10:33:00.001-04:00

What a cutie-patootie!

(That's right, I said patootie!)

Can you imagine being so thrilled by some dry Cheerios and pureed sweet potato?

That smile is absolutely killing me!

Harper loves to splash!

2008-03-21T10:21:00.000-04:00

Harper loves her bath time. She is a serious splasher and likes to dive face first into the water. If you are free someday around 6pm come over and watch the hilarious show of her trying to pick up and grab the water. She also is a connoisseur of bath water. Many times I have caught her gumming the wet washcloth...yum...

Gardening

2008-03-20T08:15:00.000-04:00

Come see our pansies!

Byron is monopolizing the computer with the pics...

2008-03-19T21:57:00.000-04:00

So let's take a minute to mock Amy and see if this lights a fire under her low-posting self.

Ask her about her famous recipe for Elmo's Zucchini...mmmm...red furry vegetables....

Busy Mornings

2008-03-13T21:15:00.000-04:00

Sometimes you have to get to work before breakfast. Buttons need to be pushed. Lights need to be flashed. No time for proper clothes. The sun has risen and it is time to work.

Harper prefers to stand. Sitting is over. Why would anyone sit? Sitting offends her. She wants to stand in her crib, in the playroom, and on my hip. Don't try to bend her. She will arch her back and lock her fat little knees. She stands until she falls. Then she cries. Then she stands some more.

Too much talking, back to work...

Our Trip to Wisp

2008-03-12T09:32:00.001-04:00

Did you know that skis came so tiny? I didn't. The reason it is good that Merriwether has 2 parents is because we balance each other. Byron signs Merriwether up for ski school. Hilary reminds Byron that Merriwether was just born and can't possibly ski. Byron tells Hilary that parents aren't allowed at the ski school. Hilary imagines all sorts of scenarios where Merriwether will cry because she is cold, doesn't know where the potty is, and is surrounded by strangers who want her to hurtle down a hill on sticks.
Byron confidently drops Merriwether off. Hilary lurks and spies.

Merriwether skis. Byron snaps this pic. Hilary weeps with pride.

Crawling!

2008-03-05T15:31:00.000-05:00

This is starting to go too fast. She can crawl. Break out the swiffers and babygates because here comes Harper!

In the car...

2008-03-04T11:17:00.000-05:00

We are driving back from running some errands. Merriwether is in her carseat, holding her Winnie-the-Pooh stuffed toy.

M- "Is Piglet a girl or a boy?"

Here we go again. My daughter is determined to understand all things about gender.

H - "I'm not sure. What do you think?" Clever way to skirt the subject, don't you think?

M- "Is Piglet a girl or a boy?"

H- "Honey, I said I'm not sure. What...."

M- "MAMA! I'M TRYING TO TALK TO WINNIE-THE-POOH!!!!!!!!!!"

Surprise. Winnie-the-Pooh reports that Piglet is a girl. Because she is pink.

Cute couple!

2008-03-01T09:34:00.001-05:00

So I thought it was an oversight when I looked at my ChildWatch id card from the YMCA and saw my niece's name on it. Then we looked at Amy's card and saw me listed as "parent."

The ladies at the YMCA thought Amy and I were a couple. Not that there's anything wrong with that...Three cheers for their open-mindedness!

The blue thing

2008-02-27T15:59:00.000-05:00

In our house, nothing strikes fear into the hearts of babes like, The Blue Thing. Nasal aspirator, boogie extractor call it what you will...nobody likes it. Vigilant moms keep their babies' noses clean. The world is not accepting of snot-nosed kids.

That doesn't mean we can't have some fun discusssing it ;)

Clash of the Titans!

2008-02-22T17:30:00.000-05:00

In this corner weighing in at 16 chunky baby lbs, the formidable Night Snacker Extrordinaire!

And in this corner weighing in at 35 superdense lbs. Known for her extra pointy knees and elbows: Crack of Dawn King!

I want a clean fight. No diaper wedgies or wiping boogies on your sister.

dingdingding...Round One! We're up for the day!

Too much of a good thing?

2008-02-22T08:54:00.000-05:00

You can never be too prepared.

Sleep Games

2008-02-17T15:12:00.000-05:00

Put one to asleep. Put the other one to sleep.
Sigh with relief.
Oops. One is up. Quick before she wakes the other one up.
Shhh. Shhhh. Shhh.
Gently sneak out. Curse charming old squeaky hardwood floors.
Crap. There is the other one....

Where is my padded mallet? At least I could win a prize at the carnival for using the same skills.

Top 5 Reasons We Are Awesome!

2008-02-13T18:20:00.000-05:00

5. We still use the word "awesome."

4. Our dogs have jaunty accessories.

3. We buy furniture from the Dr.Evil for Kids collection at IKEA.

2. We know how to wear sequins.

1. We are way too impatient to keep dragging these pictures around to write 10 reasons.

Pilgrim's Progress

2008-02-10T13:09:00.000-05:00

I find something enormously satisfying about making baby food.

This is my latest sweet potato/butternut squash medley. I think that perhaps I read the Little House on the Praire series one too many times. Or maybe I am making up for other areas of weakness in my life. But making baby food seems like a much better and more interesting use of my time than dusting the baseboards (who have applied for "pet" status they are so hairy). I love that making baby food is easy, fast and cheap. I love that the purees are so pretty and geometric when they are done. Did I mention that I make my own yogurt too? I know that your inner weirdo alert is going off. Even the girls' doctor rolled his eyes and laughed at me. Hey, it keeps me off the corner trying to score a street version of the epidural.

Does Harper like it? Sure. Does she also love her green Gerber veggies from the jar. Yep. But once spring is here, I'll be pureeing all sorts of green goodies from the farmer's market. Once I made Merriwether an English pea and asparagus puree. She has rewarded my effort by becoming devoted to fish sticks dipped in ketchup.

I think Gaga may have summed it up perfectly. She was feeding Harper one of my concoctions and she looked lovingly at the baby and said, "I guess you will eat anything."

Grandparents

2008-02-09T21:42:00.000-05:00

We stopped by to visit Googoo and Grumps today. As we were walking up to their door Merriwether looked at me quizzically and said, "Mama are you going to stay?" I assured her that I was not leaving. After she had completed a puzzle, had a helping of fresh blueberries, and read her new book she looked at me again and said, "Mama, you can go now."

Darling, am I cramping your style already?

We got home and her Gaga had left Merriwether a package on the porch. New fuzzy pink princess slippers.

It is good to be adored.

Bonus!

2008-02-06T21:52:00.000-05:00

Two children don't just create a mind blowing amount of laundry and dishes. There are perks too. Sometimes they PLAY TOGETHER! Merriwether was very involved in making dinosaurs. There was a mommy, a daddy and lots of kids. The kids had a trampoline. The mommy was a doctor and had to give a lot of shots. The daddy was carrying a baby in a sling.

I used to sleep in on Saturday mornings, this is almost better.

Oh, did you notice who can sit up?

Genius!

2008-02-06T21:45:00.000-05:00

Has the potential of the purple marker ever been so clearly demonstrated? I think not.

M speak

2008-02-03T22:56:00.000-05:00

bangerina = ballernina

beard = beer

pollylop = lollipop

glubs = gloves

poppozits = opposites

strong pants = jeans

dada cereal = Lucky Charms

Beer Club Elite 2.0

2008-01-28T18:34:00.000-05:00

What feels better on sore gums? A stupid little plastic ring or a fine India Pale Ale.

Teething toys are soooooo 2007.

Daddy is so proud.

3 Stitches in the Head

2008-01-24T08:34:00.001-05:00

When you see your child's school on the caller ID, it can't be good. That feeling of impending doom is only heightened by hearing, "She is being really brave, but you need to come get her right away."

Byron beat me getting there, although you are glad you aren't the numskull who decided to get in my way by gridlocking on North Avenue. We found out that Merriwether took a tumble and cut her forehead on the hollow blocks. No one wants to see their child hurting, but it was a good ailment for our First ER Trip as we work toward collecting all our parenting badges.

Kudos to the staff at GBMC Pediatric Urgent Care. They knew just how to talk to kids and parents. It took about 4 hours start-to-finish. They had a nice waiting room just for kids that really helped M feel comfortable.

The three stitches were no fun. It is hard to help restrain your scared/kicking/screaming child while you are sitting mere inches from Pre-School Sutures on The Discovery Health Network. But the nice nurse gave Merriwether and Mom each a popsicle when it was all done. I did pass on the home suture removal kit offered to us :O

Now she's back at school. Showing off her stickers, band-aid, and new "bracelet" that "has my birthday on it!"

Off to find princess band-aids....

TOOTH!!!

2008-01-22T15:14:00.001-05:00

Princess Butternut's first tooth is through her gum! What a good baby!

(no, I did not know she was even teething)

All things in moderation...

2008-01-20T14:59:00.000-05:00

Today we went and joined our local YMCA. Merriwether is excited that they have swimming and ballet classes. Byron wants to try the rock wall and I'm looking forward to being alone...er I mean exercising. After we filled out the paperwork, I took Merriwether for some frigid playtime on their super-cool playground and Byron let Harper spin the steering wheel in the car. Once we got all the carseat buckles fastened we heard the dreaded refrain, "But I am very very HUNGRY!" from our eldest.

Since the grocery fairy hasn't been by in a while, we hit the local drive-thru and came home to eat our lunch. Merriwether has had an epiphany about the golden arches.

"This is GOOD! This is really REALLY good! I like this burger! My tummy likes this burger!"
(This simply proves that I wasted all that time when she was an infant pureeing fresh organic kale and brown rice so that she would have complex taste buds.)

Please notice that she is wearing her Santa inspired shrug sweater and what you can't see is the purple CareBear socks and the glitter shoes. Isn't that what everyone wears when they go to check out a new gym?

Enjoying the Snow!

2008-01-19T14:44:00.000-05:00

This is a cute baby. She loved her sled ride. She also liked playing in her exer-saucer outside in the snow while I shoveled the walk. Oh and she doesn't scream in the car anymore either. And boy does she like squash. She likes to eat it AND smear it all over her face. To be fair, that's the way I eat my favorite foods too. Maybe it's genetic.

Who slept through the night?

2008-01-18T07:01:00.000-05:00

EVERYONE!

happy happy joy joy!

Mademoiselle Butterfly

2008-01-17T21:50:00.001-05:00

Even princessballerinabutterflies like to go out in the snow. But then they cry when they fall down because they got cold. Don't worry, Da-da braved the elements on his way home from work to go out and buy her designer snowpants.

Rivalry

2008-01-16T21:52:00.001-05:00

So people keep asking me, "How is Merriwether adjusting to being a big sister?"

Just fine, thank you very much.

Valley of the Dolls

2008-01-14T13:31:00.000-05:00

If you have been to our house, you have probably "played peoples" or "done talkings." We have Fisher Price little people, paper dolls, felt board dolls, baby dolls, and stuffed animals. Should Merriwether be in the unthinkable position where she has no access to her peoples she will animate mittens, walnuts, her own fingers or whatever is available.... and they will talk.

The peoples also have names. There is "the girl," her friend "the bright girl" and "the other girl." There are Manilla, Whitta, Bitsy, and Policia. There is "triangle baby." There are several Lauras.

Today, Meadow and Bebe stopped by for a visit. Traditionally, Meadow and Bebe have only existed on the other end of her play telephone, but today they walked right in our house. They arrived in a red ship on the roof. They wear dresses. They are 3 years-old. Meadow is shy and spit-up a little bit, but she is better now. Once Meadow and Bebe came from Imagination Land, we were over-run. Hello Kitty is here. So are all the Teletubbies (except for Dipsy, he is still at school). Big Bird arrived in a colorful car but then pushed Hello Kitty and refused to apologize. They worked it out later.

Merriwether reported that they all ate their lunches at home, but it would be ok if I served them all some sweet potato pie for dessert. I remembered that they had had pie at home too.

After lunch, Hello Kitty didn't need to take a nap, but Merriwether did. I hope Big Bird behaves himself this afternoon.

Breakfast of Champions

2008-01-10T21:18:00.001-05:00

Merriwether loves hard-boiled eggs. Actually she just eats the whites and throws the yolks to the dogs. You can see Heidi lurking in the background waiting.

M: "Mama! I want to skin the eggs ALL BY MYSELF!'

H: "Merriwether, eggs don't have skins. They have...."

M: "Frosting?"

Hi Harper!

2008-01-09T07:52:00.001-05:00

This is the best picture we have of Harper! She is a very busy little baby. She laughs all the time and will talk to her toys for many happy minutes. She loves applesauce and most of all she loves to look at her big sister.

Caden is 3!

2008-01-06T14:51:00.000-05:00

Birthday cake, pony rides and 60 degrees in January! Does life get any better than that? We had a great time hanging out with Caden, Jane, Luke and Olivia. Merriwether proclaimed that the horses were, "not too stinky," and Harper wore her farmer overalls for the first time.

2008!

2008-01-03T14:43:00.000-05:00

New Year's Resolution...I promise that I will post pictures and amusing stories about the girls so that people can pop in for a taste of the madness. This does not excuse me from returning your calls.