Surprise.

It's always fun to discover Ellie's new talents.

Ellie from the other room: Poo poo mama.
Me: Do you need me to change them?
Ellie: Yeah

I then walk into Ellie's room and find her like this.


Yes, all ready to go.

The problem. In the time it has taken me to type this I have found her up there three times. I have yet to see how Miss Knievel manages to get herself up there, but I have a feeling I will get the chance sometime soon.

She must not realize it would be much easier to climb up on the toilet, but my girl is always up for a challenge.

Update:

My little monkey caught in the act

Due to Ellie's cuteness

I must post some pics.

March Rocky Point Trip

Highlights:

Ellie spending lots of time with her buddy

and feeding the "mine-mine" birds

May Rocky Point Trip
(at an upgraded location)

Highlights:

"Swimming in the Poo-mee"

and watching a show on the couch.

Hurray for

Sitting on the potty

lovely hikes with just me my hubbby

good books


cheesy smiles

and leopard print leggings.
(When you got, you got it.)

What a wife I am.

I got this at the breadstore today.

So what's the big deal? Well.

I didn't pay for it, first of all.
Nope didn't shop lift it either.
If you spend more than $5 you get your choice of a free item.
I usually go for something whole-wheaty.
Yes, much to the disappointment of my husband.

But not today. Today, danny is on lucky guy.
I sure hope you like coffee cake, hubby.

Ok, truth be told. The other two options were disgusting.
But I'd still like the credit. Thanks.

Danny's favorite

Second to holding hands with me, of course.

Soakin it up.

Have you ever seen a more darling babe?

Me either.

Open the flood gates

cause here come the pictures.

And a few recent discoveries.


I seem to enjoy parades a bit more that Ellie.




Nothin stops Ellie from ridin her hog.


I've never had a cookie niche,
until I made these Gingerbread men.



Ellie likes a good blackberry.
Only when nibbled.
Yes, it is very messy.
(And no Ellie did not take this picture herself- she would have done a much better job.)


Disneyland isn't meant for 1 1/2 year olds


or tired, grouchy parents.

But hurray for grandparents who can make it happen.

The End.