Jumping

Jumping on the bed is one of the greatest joys in life.

2 years ago tomorrow...

...our little monkey was hatched!

Wearing Daddy's [very appropriate] monkey shirt

Monkey shirt makes me clap.

When we asked her "What do you put inside the purse?" she said, "Head!"

Relaxing after some valuable jumpingonthebed time.

This one's for you, Rich

Katie with hardware snowman! [eyes: faucet washers, mouth: lamp cord, nose: philips screwdriver, and of course the Emigh Hardware hat]

Katie enjoys the snow

snow slide

Katie throwing snowballs

March 17th

Another snowstorm last night - those days in the 50's and 60's this week were a tease. March can really mess with you in these parts (we were pulling Katie around the neighborhood in her wagon a few days ago, now we have over a foot of snow).


OK, here's the remote. And a nice bowl of Veggie Booty. Does it get any better than this?

Another day, another hat.

Ho-hum, this toy catalog is boring me. Where's the latest Newsweek - I want to read that article on the Alternative Minimum Tax.

What I've been up to this week..

...Let me see. I'm really into jumping now, and Daddy and I jump in circles in the kitchen a lot (which usually leads right into some pretty awesome "Rosie" (as in "Ring around the..."). Jumping on the couch is even more fun, especially since it gets Mommy mad. While I still like the number 9, my enthusiasm for it has faded a bit ever since I've discovered my new favorite number: thirteen! And you should here me say it, because even I have to admit that I'm pretty darn cute. I spilled milk the other morning and went running to see Mommy in the kitchen yelling "Towel! Towel! Towel!" That was fun. I'm grooving on the alphabet and like to point out some letters (A, B, H, K, Q, M, U, W, X). A new word for me this week is "ukulele", which I kinda pulled out of nowhere one day to Daddy's surprise.



Where's the remote?

Mommy, do we have any fennel? 'Cause this recipe requires fennel.

Here I'm gathering my friends George and Bear before I make my way upstairs to bed. They're really cool - you gotta meet 'em sometime. You should come over, the four of us can climb on the table, bang stuff and turn the TV on and off. If we have time maybe we'll throw some toys and get really excited when the mail comes.

Katie dances?

It's more like random jumping, with music.