On Sunday night, we met the Boukaters, Grammy, and Poppa in Bluffton at Pepper's Porch for dinner. Fortunately, we had plenty of entertainment of the cousin variety. The quality of these shots do not capture the quality of our evening.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Spring Cleaning
Last weekend, we kicked off the Sand Gnats minor league baseball season at Mark and Kelly's annual season opening party followed by the game. And to continue to embrace the rites of spring, we worked on cleaning up and cleaning out--including the sand box. The weekend was rounded out with a grown ups night out and a wedding shower. Here are the girls enjoying the lovely weekend--check out Kit in her bear onesie hand-me-down from Elsie, made by Addie! Still super cute!
Monday, April 12, 2010
How are the girls?
The funny things they say and do are non-stop now... the pictures and the blogging can't capture and keep up with the riot of personality blossoming at our place. A few picks:
Elsie's bug obsession. Daily, we have urgent entreaties to come examine the dead or alive bug specimen found or imagined outside. The commentary on the bug's lives, habits, and needs is hilarious and cannot be represented. We hit gold with the discovery of slugs and worms when we lifted up the sandbox to spring clean. My favorite bug commentary comes when Elsie celebrates the "Hopgrasser." This is one of the many terms that we refuse to correct. (Sunscream is another that the McKinney family also enjoys!)
Yesterday, Elsie had out the graduation cap that Nancy made for Oscar when we used to love him and train him and took him to doggie school. (We were spring cleaning!) She put said hat on Judy, our favorite working girl. She asked Daddy what kind of hat it was and David explained that it is a graduation cap and that Judy just graduated from cosmetology school. Elsie achieves a Castilian-lisped pronunciation of cosmetology that goes something like this: "thockstology" school. We made her talk about it all night!
Kit seems to have a peach allergy. (One day she will probably leave the peach state for good because of it, but that is ok because her mother will also have to leave it if it goes for Palin in 2012.) Anyway, so yesterday Kit had a rash of some kind on her face that David and I were trying to diagnose. Elsie assertively interrupted us to tell us that "Rashes are not for faces, rashes are for booties!" David and I now use that quote whenever we can--whether appropriate or not!
And Kit, well, Kit still says "uh oh" and "Oscar" and a few other interpretable sounds, and while she may not be prolific with words, her gestures are so endearing. The sitting is hilarious. She loves to sit. She puts herself in reverse yards away from whatever she intends to sit on and backs up to it with a look of determination on her face. Once seated, she claps and claps at her accomplishment. And we, of course, join in.
She also loves those books "That's not my dragon..." "That's not my fairy..." and "That's not my doggie..." She has liked the touch and feel aspect for a while, but now competes to see how quickly she can find the mouse hidden on each page. That chubby little pointer is pretty darn fast! So, even though our friends think she will end up delinquent and slow because of her love of beer bottles, we know that she will excel at "Where's Waldo?"
David had been keeping secret one of her penchants and let me in on it yesterday and now it is my favorite. Kit is the easiest child ever to put down for sleep and has been--she does not like to be rocked or bothered: you just lay her down and she takes it from there. So, I had been just laying her in the crib and leaving. Noooo, what you do.... David showed me... is lay her on her belly so she can tuck her knees up and you rub her back a minute and she slowly sneaks her hand up on her back so you can rub it too... she'll do one, then the other, sometimes both... and she knows she is being cute and funny.... and she is.... so cute and so funny.
Finally, I know this is a long one and I know I owe Addie pictures of the girls in her dresses and I know there are no pictures here... but they are coming, I swear.
The funny things they say and do are non-stop now... the pictures and the blogging can't capture and keep up with the riot of personality blossoming at our place. A few picks:
Elsie's bug obsession. Daily, we have urgent entreaties to come examine the dead or alive bug specimen found or imagined outside. The commentary on the bug's lives, habits, and needs is hilarious and cannot be represented. We hit gold with the discovery of slugs and worms when we lifted up the sandbox to spring clean. My favorite bug commentary comes when Elsie celebrates the "Hopgrasser." This is one of the many terms that we refuse to correct. (Sunscream is another that the McKinney family also enjoys!)
Yesterday, Elsie had out the graduation cap that Nancy made for Oscar when we used to love him and train him and took him to doggie school. (We were spring cleaning!) She put said hat on Judy, our favorite working girl. She asked Daddy what kind of hat it was and David explained that it is a graduation cap and that Judy just graduated from cosmetology school. Elsie achieves a Castilian-lisped pronunciation of cosmetology that goes something like this: "thockstology" school. We made her talk about it all night!
Kit seems to have a peach allergy. (One day she will probably leave the peach state for good because of it, but that is ok because her mother will also have to leave it if it goes for Palin in 2012.) Anyway, so yesterday Kit had a rash of some kind on her face that David and I were trying to diagnose. Elsie assertively interrupted us to tell us that "Rashes are not for faces, rashes are for booties!" David and I now use that quote whenever we can--whether appropriate or not!
And Kit, well, Kit still says "uh oh" and "Oscar" and a few other interpretable sounds, and while she may not be prolific with words, her gestures are so endearing. The sitting is hilarious. She loves to sit. She puts herself in reverse yards away from whatever she intends to sit on and backs up to it with a look of determination on her face. Once seated, she claps and claps at her accomplishment. And we, of course, join in.
She also loves those books "That's not my dragon..." "That's not my fairy..." and "That's not my doggie..." She has liked the touch and feel aspect for a while, but now competes to see how quickly she can find the mouse hidden on each page. That chubby little pointer is pretty darn fast! So, even though our friends think she will end up delinquent and slow because of her love of beer bottles, we know that she will excel at "Where's Waldo?"
David had been keeping secret one of her penchants and let me in on it yesterday and now it is my favorite. Kit is the easiest child ever to put down for sleep and has been--she does not like to be rocked or bothered: you just lay her down and she takes it from there. So, I had been just laying her in the crib and leaving. Noooo, what you do.... David showed me... is lay her on her belly so she can tuck her knees up and you rub her back a minute and she slowly sneaks her hand up on her back so you can rub it too... she'll do one, then the other, sometimes both... and she knows she is being cute and funny.... and she is.... so cute and so funny.
Finally, I know this is a long one and I know I owe Addie pictures of the girls in her dresses and I know there are no pictures here... but they are coming, I swear.
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