18 Month Rosie

With her new baby

Rosie is such an extraordinary little girl. She is sweet and opinionated and sensitive. How I love this little cuddle bug! She is independent, but she knows how life goes around our home; as soon as lunch is over and her hands are washed, she waves bye to Jared and starts heading upstairs for her nap. Rosie's eloquent requests behind earnest eyes just melt us into submission. She is a natural goofball- twirling in the curtains during pajama time, tossing unwanted vegetables away, tickling and dog-piling whenever she has the chance. Anything infant size or smaller get called baby and air kissed. How could we live without our sweet girl?

 

Her smile-for-the-camera face

She is quite the talker and this list probably contains about half of her vocabulary:

All done
Toes
Belly
Eyes
Eyebrow
Ears
Hair
Cheeks
Chin
Neck
Teeth
Beep
Nice
Jared
Mama
Daddy (Da-ee)
Cheese
All done
Help me
Cracker
Juice
Soft
Rough
Walk
Get Down

Baby
Oh, no
Ouch
Outside
Go
Car
Wash

Keys
This
Up, please
More
No
Apple
Water
Duck
Goat
Monkey
Dog (sound)
Horse (sound)
Elephant (sound)

  

Getting hosed down by dad

 They still love each other!

Presenting Our House!

We love our big foyer- good for paper airplanes.

Dining room

Living room

Just half of my our kitchen

 Master bedroom

  Craft room/ eventual nursery

Kids bath

 

 

Kids room

 Guest room

Piece de resistance: our backyard with pirate slide.

We are loving our first week of home ownership!

WICKED!

Ken surprised me with tickets to Wicked for my birthday. It was amazing! The actors, the costumes, the theater was all just awe inspiring!
It was almost as good as Ken surprising me with such a great gift!

We Love Play Dates

We had our friend Joshua over for a play date this week. It was a lot of fun at the playground.

I'm a proud mother...

Jared usually helps make sandwiches at lunchtime. Sometimes that means spreading the peanut butter or choosing which way I cut a sandwich or how I apply honey. But I went out on a limb this week to let Jared handle the ultra-staining mustard all by himself. He did one big glob and I told him that was enough until he let me know what his plan was.

Smiley-faced mustard! It is all I ever wanted from a preschooler!

First Popsicles of the season

Pure joy and stickiness!

The Builders by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

All are architects of Fate,
Working in these walls of Time;
Some with massive deeds and great,
Some with ornaments of rhyme.

Nothing useless is, or low;
Each thing in its place is best;
And what seems but idle show
Strengthens and supports the rest.

For the structure that we raise,
Time is with materials filled;
Our todays and yesterdays
Are the blocks with which we build.

Truly shape and fashion these;
Leave no yawning gaps between;
Think not, because no man sees,
Such things will remain unseen.

In the elder days of Art,
Builders wrought with greatest care
Each minute and unseen part;
For the gods see everywhere.

Let us do our work as well,
Both the unseen and the seen;
Make the house where gods may dwell
Beautiful, entire, and clean.

Else our lives are incomplete,
Standing in these walls of Time,
Broken stairways, where the feet
Stumble, as they seek to climb.

Thus alone can we attain
To those turrets, where the eye
Sees the world as one vast plain,
And one boundless reach of sky.

Rosie's Animal Sounds

This is her favorite book. She reads it half a dozen times every day.