Visit with Aunt Allison

"Don't get off the couch Mom..."

"...I am not getting into anything."

"Nope.  Not eating any animal crackers."

Eight Months...

A few of her favorite things...

My busy girl enjoys--circling the coffee table in search of remotes, phones, and/or keys; chasing the cats; eating paper; and pulling up on everything!  She isn't quite convinced about tofu but loves puffs and pear. She sleeps with an army of pacis because they are fun to throw and no longer cares for her real toys but instead, obsesses over the contents of the diaper bag and anything that crinkles.

"Bradley, we don't eat paper."

"Whuuh?"

"But Mom!"

Got Yogurt?

Can I get a pillow?

A beautiful day in the neighborhood...

I love watching her kick her feet up and enjoy the stroll.

Assembly required...

When Frank was in high school, he read the manual for his TI Calculator in its entirety.  Really?  I tend to cringe when an instruction booklet is included with a purchase, even more when assembly is required.  Fortunately, I got to sit this one out and Bradley helped.

Frank got a BBQ smoker as an anniversary present; its assembly/instruction manual was about 37 pages long.

Daddy's girl...

I had a bizarre dream last night (nothing unusual for me) and our family was being chased by bad people(??) in and out of strangers' homes and all around the neighborhood.  Obviously strange, but in the middle of running for my life and trying to protect Bradley, she said her first words/sentence..."I love daddy."  Me too, sweet girl.