Go Mommy Go!

Wow, this WAS a long time ago! On June 4 I ran the Race for the Cure and daddy brought the girls to watch. He surprised me with t-shirts. The girls were a big hit on the course.



Georgia had to wear her fairy wings, natch.

She was thrilled to use the orange stroller again!

The signs were awesome, too. Daddy figured out how they could see me at the beginning of the course, toward the end, and then again at the finish line. It involved taking a train in between two spots. He's amazing.







I think we were all very happy when this was over...

On the way back to the car we saw a drumming group. G was enchanted. Drums may not be the instrument of choice for her in our current household situation...I was thinking of the choir, actually.

Self-Service

Sophie is already showing some of her personality and independence. Oh and we're teaching Georgia some Greek (the important words, at least).

She has a habit of making it hard to feed her, by stuffing her bib in her mouth as soon as you put it on her.

She also likes to hold the spoon herself.

Sometimes she gets a little confused...

Georgia likes to help out where she can.

That's oatmeal on her nose, not paste. Don't feel bad if you thought it was paste, it's so thick and sticky, you definitely could use it for arts and crafts (if it stays as hot as it is...we just might try it tomorrow).

Hugs and Loves

Sophie and Georgia are quite the little huggers.

G also loves to kiss Soph and tell her, "GIVE ME SOME SUGAR!"



Georgia couldn't have been happier about the new real estate around the kitchen table. She loves having Sophie at her level. So far, Soph has tried rice cereal (blech), oatmeal (yum), peas and brown rice (her favorite), squash (mostly on the outside of her mouth), carrots (not so much), and sweet potatoes (we're working on this one).

Her absolute favorite thing? Ice in a mesh bag. Or water in a sippy.

Hot Day, Mommy Gets Creative

This is also from a few weeks ago, but I'm slowly moving through the backlog. It was one of those crazy hot days and we were staying inside for the most part. I did want us to have some outdoor time, so I brought out the new horseshoe game I got for Georgia as a surprise.

She liked pulling the stakes in and out of the dirt most of all.

The whole thing lasted about 7 minutes.

This is what we're calling her teenager face. She's practicing. In 10 years I predict she'll be a master at it.

Sophie, on the other hand, was delighted to be outside and bouncing herself.

Later we came inside and played our new favorite game of giving Sophie toys and then taking them away.

Georgia got a tattoo from Nina at Lucy's house the day before (I will have to dig up those photos...) and here it is, still holding on. She wouldn't let us wash it off for three days. Classy.



This was in June, but here's a message from present-day Georgialand. Daddy texted me after dropping them off at school this morning:
"While we were driving G said, 'When I grow up I'm going to have my life and I'm gonna have a daughter and I'll have my daddy and I'll be the mommy and I'm gonna get married.' She also saw me counting in my head and ticking off tasks with my fingers and said, 'Are we lost?'"

Sophie, Seated

Wow, we aren't even using this sitter thing anymore...but she sure looked cute back then!

Georgia and the Ballet Bun

More from dance class. Georgia wanted a ballet bun...it started out nice enough, but she has that lovely little girl hair. The kind that slips out of every knot unless you apply hairspray, something I just cannot bring myself to do...yet.

She was happy with the results, nonetheless.

 

After class we post-gamed at a restaurant and Georgia ate all the olives out of our salads. That's just what she does.

 

And lest you think we have a totally-agreeable 3.5-year-old on our hands, this is a good insight into what we're dealing with on a daily basis.

Sophie Shows Off

I am running out of witty titles for these pages...how many ways can you say, "Sophie is so cute, let's all just look at her again!"?

Oh and on this day we called it, June 11, 2011, Sophie sits up by herself for the first time! (Yes, I know that was more than a month ago, but I'm trying to keep this blog historically accurate because it is serving as the best babybook Sophie's going to get. Historically, Sophie, you sat up on June 11. And historically, Sophie, your mom had a lot on her plate that month.)