These other pictures were taken at Keystone at night, where he got lots more practice on the bunny hill there. After Andy followed him up the magic carpet a couple of times, he said, "Daddy, this time you can wait for me at the bottom!" Sure enough, he proceded to go up and down by himself about a dozen times! He still needs to work on his wedge, but as he explained to me, "Mom, it's not that I CAN'T stop, it's just that I don't want to!"
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
I was tagged by Erin to select the fourth picture in the fourth folder on my computer. I only have pictures on this computer from July 2008 to date, so this was what I found. This picture was taken July 10 at 10:53 AM, so Sophie was... two days and about an hour and a half shy of being 22 months old. We visit the zoo quite often, so this picture is very typical of our summers, but on this particular day Mimi and Grandma Spangler were visiting, and Daddy was even able to come by and have lunch with us at the zoo. Here is a link to my blog post from that day.
I'm not sure who has already done this and who does and doesn't do tags, but I'll tag Rebekah, Rebecca, Tasha and Stephanie and see if anyone actually does it. Here are the rules:
Go to the 4th album in the place you store your pictures on your computer
Select the 4th picture in that album (no exceptions)
Post it in this post with an explanation and link it back to your tagger
Tag 4 people to do the same thing
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Thankfully, I think we are making some progress in this area. When she comes into our room now, she asks, "Is it light outside?" because it has been drilled into her that she shouldn't come downstairs until it is light outside. The next step is honing her ability to sense light. I read somewhere that this happened in the womb, but apparently she is lagging behind in this area.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
On the way home, this query came from the back seat:
Will: When a fire alarm goes off, why do we say it "goes off" instead of "on"?
(Silence from the front seat.)
Finally, A&K (unison): You know, Will, that's a very good question.
He is already stumping us.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
So in case any of the rest of you have the type of kids that always want a little something extra, whose creativity in their requests knows no bounds, be forewarned:
1) "Blue" eggs turn out green again, since yellow + blue = green. I think multiple bottles of blue food coloring would be required to actually turn eggs blue.
2) "Purple" eggs are really more of a yucky brown.
3) Yellow eggs are pointless.
4) "Pink" eggs really turn out more orange. I'm sure you can figure out the legistics of why. Pinkish-orange eggs look really disgusting, like raw guts. (Or as someone else said, a little reassuringly, like shrimp.) Even I had trouble convincing myself that they really tasted the same as regular eggs.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
She is slumped on the couch, her temperature between 103 and 104. Her eyes are partially closed and she is under a blanket. Lest I wonder if she is asleep, I simply have to utter these words: "Shh... Sophie is sick."
She rouses up, her piercing eyes reflecting anger and hurt, "I am NOT SICK. I am feelin' better." Then she resumes her previous posture.
The only thing I can think of that produces comparable venom is when I refer to her as a Baby.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Thankfully, Ransom is a very youthful nine-year-old and tolerates Soph pretty well!