September 19, Sunday

Sam went to visit his Mississippi family today and finally got to meet his Aunt Debbie.

He didn't get to meet his cousins because they were at Smith Lake.

(Nana and Aunt Debbie didn't mind because that meant that they didn't have to share!)
Elliott talking to Tweet-Tweet the bird

Elliott ate up some meatloaf and veggies
Nana looks pretty comfortable with Great-grandchild number 5

Elliott squealed with delight when she saw Underfoot the cat. Underfoot is his Indian name. His English name is Dang Cat, Get Out of My Way Before I Step on You.

Trying to make a run for it.

We let her loose in the backyard

Getting ready for a little target practice

(The ear plugs were for the car ride, not because we were shooting guns.)

She wouldn't wear earplugs so she just cuddled Daddy.

Samuel and Nana stayed in the house where it was nice and cool

She still has that magic touch

September 16, Thursday

"With this rattle I shall rule them all!"
Elliott showing Samuel how his toy works.
May I have some crackers? I took the liberty of going ahead and opening the box for you.

Learning some rhythm with the Fresh Beat Band

Monkey Jamies mean it is bedtime.

Monkey onesie means Little Buddy playtime

August 23, Monday

Who is Mommy's little piggy? Sam eating his first choco-taco Better eat it fast before it melts

He's a hungry boy

Yummy!! Ophelia looks jealous.

August 11, Wednesday

Oh no, son. You take that power fist down and come to the right, I mean light... He really fills out that 3 month sized outfit. So much so that you can't even see the collar under his chin!

Watching DIY network with Mommy

And apparently I will be doing it all by myself... Elliott loved her dinner even though she looks like an eloped schizophrenic toddler.

"The voices are telling me to cut you if you try to take away my steak!"

Daddy's Girl with her Steak and Potatoes

(The corn is just for a splash of color.)

Such a busy week already and it is only Tuesday!

Elliott has had a busy week already and we just got started. Ever since she saw Parker (who is 2 months older) walking this weekend, she has figured out that this is the preferred method of transportation. She has walked more in the past 2 days than in the past 2 months.

She went to see Dr Walley on Monday morning and we are proud to announce that she isn't growing as fast anymore, thank goodness!

She weighed 23 1/2 lbs and was 31 3/4 in tall.

She got her immunizations and her crabby attitude to match as well. Tiny, you will thank us when you are older and aren't dead from preventable diseases because your parents bought into the evil pharmaceutical companies' campaign of lies and terror!

There was a conspiracy Monday night to prevent me from sleeping. Between Andrew, Elliott and Sassafras, I got 3 hours of sleep. After dropping Elliott off at MeMe's house, Andrew and I headed to the the doctor for a Sassafras appointment. In case there was any doubt, I AM TIRED OF BEING PREGNANT! I am almost to the point of believing that the whole 'pregnancy' is a lie and my OB/GYN is just trying to scam my insurance company. Either they are waiting until my 7th trimester to deliver this baby, or "Ma'am, there is no baby. We have been monitoring an abdominal tumor for the last 9 months." Usually their office is a safe haven where people don't judge and make rude remarks. Apparently, this rule doesn't apply your last weeks of pregnancy. At work I have gotten used to the fact that acceptable social interactions during pregnancy are different than those of non-pregnant interactions. You wouldn't just walk up to a stranger and touch their belly. You can't walk up to a fat person and say, "Wow, you are huge." Why is it OK to verbally and physically assault a pregnant woman? It is OK though because my "extra weight" will look really cute in a onesie one day soon where yours will not.

Rin needs to step away from the tirade and just put up some cute pictures.

=) Look at Elliott drinking from her sippy cup like a big kid! She has named it her boon-boon. =)

Check out the nice job she did on her bottom lip. She was tearing through the kitchen on hands and knees and, like a typical female, did not pay attention to the road hazard in front of her. The steam cleaner does NOT jump out in front of you.

Here she is with a little attitude showing. Apparently the flash is disruptive to the 2 hours of Wow Wow Wubbzy she wanted me to watch with her.

She was so excited about her dessert that Papa Joe brought her. He brought over a birthday cake for me and she got her own chocolate tart with whipped cream and berries. Bathtime followed promptly.

Snack time

Bulimia is the new IT thing amongst toddlers these days.

Bowed legs, fat pads on the hands and a saggy, infant sized diapers are on the covers of all the magazines.

Chief complaint: rabid toddler vs.

marshmallow ingestion

Yep, definitely rabies."What were they thinking when they said I couldn't put 3 marshmallows in my mouth at the same time? Amateurs!"