it's a bird, it's a plane

This dolly bed was my sister's and mine when we were little.

Cooking up some lemonade for Melly.

One of the funniest part of potty training had been when Poppie inspects her poop, and gives us the report of what it looks like. One time, she exclaimed with delight, "it's twirly, Mommy!" and today she reported, "it's an airplane!" We're waiting for a monkey to come out of her butt.



In other news, it my efforts to make our small living room more adult-friendly, we moved a lot of P's toys up to her room and made a play house. It's adorable - she's been up in her room all morning feeding Blue's Clues gummy bears and baby food. The little jars my face cream comes in makes perfect play baby food jars. She answers the phone with a "Hello", and "How are you doing in there?" I wonder if she thinks Gigi or Grampa are inside the phone.



Every day is a new adventure. Oh, and please let me know if this movie works. Our computer is ancient, and it's reealllyy slllooooowww to download anything, and I'm not sure if it will be a fluid playback.

Translation: Hello Grampa. Hello...

Translation: What is he eating?

Some car soup. And I have to scrape it down and wipe it on the ground.

What's in the little jar?

Some gummy bears.