Tuesday, January 17, 2012

1.17.12

Grover, Elmo and Cookie Monster had quite a day. They had snacks at the table, each got to sit in their own chair. Then Wyatt took each of them to wash their hands (at the dishwasher?), brushed everybody's teeth (nevermind that they have no teeth), and put them all down for a nap (in my bed, of course). Wyatt then wanted to play "nap" with me, which is a game that is cruel to anyone with sleep deprivation issues. The rules are apparently this: I lay down in my bed, Wyatt tucks me in. Then, just as I'm getting comfortable he either "meeps" my nose to wake me up (no idea where that came from), or gets right in my face until I open my eyes, when he yells "DING!". Repeat up to 30 times (at which point mommy begs for an actual nap).

Monday, January 16, 2012

1.16.12

Paige seems to have developed a strange affinity for socks. New socks, old socks, clean socks, dirty socks (and by dirty, I mean her worn socks which usually get kicked off within 4 seconds of being put on). She'll stick them in her mouth and crawl around, happy as a clam. I guess it's the small things in life...

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Saturday, January 14, 2012

1.14.11



Tonight was the fire department Christmas banquet. Right before they were about to start serving dinner, they got a fire call. Thanks to my iPhone, I caught a few photos of them responding to the call. Thankfully it was just a minor vehicle accident and they were back shortly.

We had a lovely dinner (that Josh spent all day helping prepare), and a nice visit afterwards. I have been fighting a migriane for the past 2 days (or a pressure headache? Not exactly sure, but the pain is intense), so I wasn't up for a long night and we were home by 11. And then stayed up til midnight playing Scrabble on the iPhone/iPod. Party Animals.



Thursday, January 12, 2012

1.12.12

This is Wyatt's "See? I AM Being Nice!" face. Don't buy it for a second! We just can't seem to get the point across to him that you can't: hold Paige's legs down when she's trying to crawl, squeeze her hands as hard as possible, push her head into the carpet (!), etc. And yet, she still loves to be around him. Go figure.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

1.11.12

Took this little gem with my new iPhone! It almost looks like they can tolerate each other, doesn't it?


Tuesday, January 10, 2012

1.10.12

I don't think I've ever seen anyone as proud to be stuck under a chair.