...drumroll please....

I think K is potty trained.

YAY!!

That's all I have to say.

family pictures

We went to portrait innovations the other day to have family pictures taken. After seeing their advertisements for a picture package for $9.95, we figured it was worth a shot.

The trouble was getting 3 kids up, fed, dressed and ready. And happy. That was the kicker. If baby E was happy, K was wiggly and wouldn't cooperate, or B had a cheesy grin. BUT, we got a couple decent pictures. Definitely worth $9.95 for the family shot. We ended up getting the $9.95 package and a few of just the 3 girls. All you parents know how hard it is to say NO to a cute picture of your kid, right? That's where they always get you. We managed to walk out spending about $30 and had quite a few pictures in hand: 1-11X13, 3-8X10's, 8-5X7's, 4-3.5X5's and a truckload of wallets. Plenty to give as Christmas gifts to grandparents and aunties. Oh, then they threw in 5 photo Christmas Cards as well. Not too bad.

I did have a bit of buyer's remorse after we left for letting myself get talked into spending almost $20 more than I had initially planned. I justified it with the fact that it would take at least that much effort, time and inconvenience to try to set up something comparable at home, get a decent picture and get it edited and printed.

So, overall, I'd say, it was worth it.

Here are our pictures:

grunty grunty

The littlest one over here is currently snuggled up with me on the couch. She's alternating between snoozing and grunting while stretching.

Her little grunts are too sweet. during the day.

At night, it's a whole 'nother story. It seems that it takes her at least 15 minutes to wake up enough to be ready to eat, which also involves 15 minutes of rather noisey grunting and groaning and stretching. For some odd reason, that's not quite what a somewhat sleep-deprived mommy wants to listen to.

Sometimes we wish that she came with a mute button.

I think we've wished that for one reason or another for each addition to the family.

Apparently, God didn't think that would be a good idea. Wonder why...

Baby E right now

*taken on the webcam, so excuse the quality.*

my life

My life, right now...


~dealing with the difficult transition from nap to no nap with B, while enjoying her wonderful helping spirit and embracing her boundless energy.

~helping to encourage K in her ability to "listen and obey" (a frequent refrain at our house) without coming down too hard on her because I know we're all still dealing with the transition.

~enjoying without reservation my endless capacity to smell "milk breath" all day long. Oh, how I love to snuggle her close and appreciate that deliciousness.

~transitioning from a mom of two to a mom of three. This means pulling myself away from gazing at my ever-snuggly babe to spend some worthwhile time with my older girls. It also means giving myself some grace as I walk through a house that needs to be cleaned.

~remembering that my husband is lonely for me, too. He wants to snuggle and visit with me just as each of the girls do, but I need to remember to put him higher on the list even when he isn't specifically (verbally) asking for it.

All is well

All is well on the home front here.

The big girls seem to be adjusting well to Baby E, if the amount of hugs and kisses she gets are any indication. :) I find myself saying the craziest things. Tonight it was, "K, do not bonk your sister on the head, especially not with pointy things." ...like it's OK to do it with NON-pointy objects. Seriously.

E is growing like a weed. Seems that there's no way possible she could be more than 3 weeks old already. At 2 weeks, she had already regained her birth weight and gained another pound (making her 7.14). Tonight I got onto the scale and she added 9 lbs, so I'm guessing she's more than 8 1/2 lbs now. She continues to be a very mellow baby, sleeping most of the day (often in 2 hour blocks) and only crying when she's hungry (or when she's been bonked by a pointy object.) We've gotten a few smiles, too, which makes the girls' day. E also is VERY grunty, mostly when awake or waking, but some in her sleep, too. It's adorable, of course.

Last night we had a terrific night. We (Baby E and I) climbed into bed shortly after 10 and we were out by 10:30. She woke up at 1:30 to eat, then slept until shortly after 6. YAY! Makes you feel like a new person to get that much sleep.

I've been sorting/editing pictures in preparation for Christmas, so here are a few that I have to share. Some of my recent favorites.

newest addition

And she's HERE!!!

Baby E arrived 4:36am on Thursday. She's just a wee little thing at 6 lbs 15 oz and 19.25 inches long. We all are totally in love.

Full Term

There you have it. This baby girl has now reached full term and I'm ready for her to come out. OK, next week would be soon enough, but that's it, no longer. (As if I have a say in it.) B was born at 38weeks and K at 38+4. For Baby E, 38+4 would be Friday of next week, Oct 31st, which is a day I'd prefer to avoid having a birth day on. So, let's say, the 29th. That sound good. Hear that Baby girl? ;)

And here's a picture of me in all my great largeness at 37 weeks pregnant.

growing up

As we have prepared B to start preschool and K to become a big sister, I've found myself holding on tight to the precious little people that they are right now. Now wanting to look forward as to what will happen in the future. But just enjoying their sweet personalities, quirks and their absolute adorable-ness.

Today, K fell asleep nursing. It's been months since she's done that. If it weren't uncomfortable with a big belly between us, I would have been tempted to snuggle in and take a nap as well. As it was, I took a mental picture of that precious sight, drinking in every moment because who knows when it will be the last.

B started preschool last week and has been thoroughly enjoying herself.

She comes home telling K that "this is only for 4 year olds, 2 year olds can't do it." Then moments later the two of them are playing preschool together, packing backpacks and finding things to fill their 'lunch boxes.'

Most likely we'll have new little one in our home 8 weeks from now. Another sweet little person to get to know and enjoy watching and snuggling. Both the girls are thrilled at the prospect of baby E coming. We'll see how it is once she's here. ;) They both love to give her hugs and kisses, though, and B constantly talks about missing her. I hope that they love her as much after she's born.

The loves of my life:

I'm home alone

My girls are spending the night with Grandma & Grandpa. Hubby is working until 3am or so. I have the house to myself. It's my birthday. What do I choose to do?

Clean the kitchen, do two loads of laundry, clean off the buffet that's always cluttered, clean off the computer desk, oh, and take some belly pics. It's a bit hard with my big ol' camera in my little bathroom. But here it is:

23w5d













And one of 3 of my sisters and myself tonight after dinner. We had to set the camera on top of the car, so, uh, it's a bit crooked. ;)



I'm on the left. The sister right next to me is my un-twin. ;) We share a birthday, just 5 years apart.

We ate at Applebee's and had a fabulous time, then we headed over to the theater and watched Mamma Mia. We thoroughly enjoyed it. I laughed and cried and had a great time. The music was great, though it was a big weird to see Pierce Brosnan singing... Overall, a fabulous birthday.

Weird to think I'm 30. Just weird.

I'm SO sick of puke!

I can't tell you the number of times that K has puked in the last 2 weeks. It's so sad. I think that we've deduced that she has a heat sensitivity. A couple days that we've been in the car a lot, she puked later on that night. We don't have a/c in the car, and we've known for quite a while that she sweats really easily. As soon as we get into the car, pretty much, she's got sweat beaded up on her upper lip and nose, poor girl.

Other than that, she's puked when she's coughing. She's recovering from a cold and just getting to that productive cough part of it. So she can really get going trying to get all that junk up. And it makes her puke.

Or, if she swallows a bunch of water in the swimming pool, she pukes.

Sometimes if she burps, she pukes.

It's so sad.I've been debating taking her in, but I'm not sure what they can do for her. She's doing fine otherwise. She's eating, sleeping, peeing and pooping fine. So, the overall picture is one of a healthy kid.

OH, and she's getting in some 2 year molars. I'm wondering if the cold combined with teething is just giving her an overactive gag reflex.

I hope.

This is no fun.

He even takes care of the little things

God is so good.

Leaving my brother's house this afternoon, kids buckled into the hot car without air conditioning. We were all sweating. Put the key in the ignition. Wouldn't even turn. Steering wheel is locked up, too.

I call hubby. (Always my first course of action.) ;) No answer.

Try some more. Then unbuckle kids and have them play in the shade in the yard while I work on it more.

Call my sister-in-law inside the house (because she's not answering the door.) No answer.

Try some more.

Eventually my sister-in-law comes out and we chat about frustrating car issues. Then she tells me that her old Toyota used to lock up like this and all she had to do was turn the steering wheel just right and it would unlock the ignition. AHA!!

It worked! Load everyone up again and we're off.

"Thank you, Lord, for taking care of us," B says on the way home. Amen!

And the news is.....

We're having a baby girl! Here she is....

planning for baby

Some days I feel like this little one is sucking every last drop of energy right out of me. Others, I feel like I'm already into the nesting stage. Crazy to think that we're halfway there. Halfway.

Over the weekend I got out my sewing machine and put it to work. I made a couple dipes for K and then an itty bitty (matching) one for our baby. Complete with umbilical cord snap-down. I tell you, it's pretty tiny. I called my fellow cloth diapering sister and marveled over the cuteness of such a small dipe. Then I promptly found a cabbage patch doll to try it on. It fit! :) It's so adorable!








K is quite enthralled with the idea of having a matching diaper as the baby. I've been letting the girls play with it until we get closer to the time of needing it. Just seeing the baby diaper makes K ask to wear her matching one. So, I've already washed it, what....three times....in 4 days.

Something out of the ordinary

When I decided to make a new bag/purse for myself recently, I wasn't quite sure what I was looking for--other than something "cute." Walking through the discount fabric store with hubby and both girls, I was continually drawn to fabric that I would never have chosen before. The had....flowers?....on them.... I'm mean, really, flowers? SO not me. But, time and again, I was caught looking at this cute fabric.

With hubby's encouragement, I just bit the bullet and bought it. Fabric with flowers on it. Seriously. Odd.

After a wash that changed the colors of the flowers a bit, (because I washed the outer and the liner together...oops) I hacked out a pattern with some newspaper. Then bravely began cutting.

While it didn't turn out perfectly, I'm quite thrilled with the way that this bag turned out. It was the first time that I had attempted anything like it, without a pattern, no less.

So, please, tell me how beautiful it is, k? ;)
















Here it is loaded up with all my gear:

more about me challenge

I'm not sure that I'm getting this whole blogging thing. I'm having a hard time showing very much about who I am and what I enjoy doing or what I'm interested in. It's so very easy to do snippets of life with children/about children. But that's not who I am. That's what this is supposed to be, about pickle Annie, as my dad calls me. No, it's not really that I love pickles, although we did have to purchase some the other day when walking down that aisle in the grocery store. Pregnancy does crazy things to a girl.

Anyway, back to me. Just like most moms, I have a hard time doing things just for me. I tend to make it for my kids, or my family, or including them at least. Well, with baby #3 on the way, I fear that if I don't start taking some things for myself I might not have time for quite a long while.

So, how do you blogger ladies blog about yourselves? How do you put things out there knowing that people will then KNOW that about you? How do you go about finding out what you want to say and where you want to be going with your blog?

That's what I'm going to by trying to do in the future here at pickleannie. I'm so much more than my beautiful children. To start off, I'm going to make a list of things that interest me and I'll be doing some blogging about this list. Maybe that will get me going on the right track. My interests, just like yours, are a fluid thing with interest in different things changing as our lives change. So, here they are in no particular order:

cloth diapering
sewing
all sorts of craft-y-ish-ness
photography
babywearing
gardening
easy-does-it
being a help meet to my husband
making a change in myself from frumpy to foxy
being more frugal
decluttering
pregnancy
natural labor/delivery

I'm sure there are more, but that's what I'll start with.

So, that's my plan, folks, to share more about myself and hopefully get to know you a bit more!

moving right along

Seems this baby is mover and a shaker. I'm getting lots of little kicks and wiggles and loving every minute. Those who've seen me recently have noticed that I have a wee bit of a baby belly. Let me tell you, it feels a bit more than a wee little belly, but I know where I'll have to go, so I'm not complaining...too much. ;)

Fetal development in pregnancy week 18:

fetus in fifth month

We have two more ounces! Your "getting bigger-n-better by the minute baby" is already up to 7 ounces and 6 inches! This is a big week for their baby skin. There are now two distinct layers—the epidermis (or the surface skin) and dermis. Currently, their skin is covered with a greasy, waxy, cheese-like substance, known as vernix caseosa. Sure, it sounds pretty nasty, but this mixture of fatty secretions covering your little swimmer from head to toe is the best way to protect their oh-so-thin skin from bruising and abrasions as well as chapping caused by amniotic fluid exposure (and your little one is swimming in that stuff!).

Oh, and I'm not going to mention that I've already gained 8 lbs.... what in the world? This baby weighs, what? 7 oz? this is ridiculous!

The other day, I pointed to my belly and asked K what that was. Her first answer was belly button, but her second answer was, BABY!! ;) I love it! B likes to give hugs and kisses to "my baby" before snooze and bed, too. This little one sure is loved.

Now, to find out if it's a boy version or a girl version..... (update on that coming in about 3 weeks.)

heard at our house

Eating lunch today, B asks, "Mommy, why are you knocked up?"

hmmm...still not quite sure how to answer that one.

Hea

A B funny: "Daddy, that tickles my feelings. It makes my tummy laugh!"

family fun

I was really annoyed to not have a car (blown head gasket on my car) for most of a week and feeling very home bound and lonely. I had spent many hours on the telephone, but it just wasn't cutting it. So, Thursday night, after we got kids into jamas, Hubby and I decided to head to Barnes & Noble for a little browsing and some hot chocolate at the cafe. It was actually quite a fun experience, even with 2 semi-tired children. The girls and I looked at magazines (OK, B & I looked at magazines while K climbed on the stepstool and tried to hang from every possible surface) while Hubby browsed.

We stopped at the cafe and got Godiva hot cocoa. YUMMM!!! Totally rich and fattening. Exceedingly delicious. The gal gave us a couple sample cups and we shared with the girls. They were so cute! I'm sure the fellow patrons thought we were crazy filling our children up with coffee at 8:30pm. Oh, well. It was a really fun treat.





These were in the car on the way home. The hot chocolate was gone, but I had refilled the cups with water to mix with the dregs of the chocolate. Who would have known? The girls were still thrilled--cheap dates, I guess. :)

so much going on....

In the last month, we've listed our house on the market, sold our house, found a new house, moved in, done all the fixes on our old house and now we're getting ready to close on the old house. WOOHOO!! Thursday is the day! Not to mention that we've done all this with a pregnant wife/mommy. Yeah, not so much fun.

I have, however, turned that glorious corner from 1st trimester to 2nd trimester. Thankfully, I'm now enjoying feeling SO much better and having much more energy. Afternoon naps are no longer necessary every. single. day. I can usually make it a day in between. usually. :)

All this to say that I'm still here. Alive and kicking. Up to my ears in switching everything over and unpacking and putting away. I'm still here. I'll be back soon.

Heard at our house

During our nightly reading of Bible stories tonight, we read the stories about Joseph's dreams. The dreams that involved his 11 brothers' bundles of grain bowing down to his bundle of grain and the sun, moon and 11 stars bowing down to him. All of this signifying, of course, that Joseph's parents and brothers would later on bow down to Joseph.

Anyway.....

B: what's that? (pointing to the picture of the bundles of grain bowing down.)

Me: That's grain. The smash it to make flour for bread.

B: Why don't they just go to the store?

Me: They didn't have stores back then, kiddo. Kinda silly, huh?

B: Yeah, it sure would have been easier if they would have just gone to the store.

I continued reading the story, then I hear: Or maybe they just didn't know which aisle to look in. They should have asked where the flour was.

A good reason

There's a good reason for my absence. I promise.

It involves a little white stick with 2 pink lines showing up on it....
Or, a little white stick with the letters p r e g n a n t showing up on it.

Or both.

Or, in my case, 5 little white sticks with 10 pink lines showing up on them AND a little white stick with the word pregnant appearing.

Yep, I'm pregnant. Baby number 3 is on the way. The due date is November 10, but I'm already hoping for late October (what pregnant lady doesn't hope to have their baby a couple weeks early, after all?)

I'm also sick. All day, all night, all week. Really gross. I love it!

We're quite thrilled, though I'm not sure it has really sunk in. We've known for, well, ever since I tested pretty much the earliest possible day. I think it's gonna be a long 38 weeks. That's right. I'm only planning to be pregnant for 38 weeks. I'm sure it's setting myself up for disappointment, but so be it. October 29th sounds GREAT!

Here's to God for the miracle of life!!! ***Cheers***

This is what our baby is doing now (from pregnancy.baby-gaga.com:) Congratulations! Your amazing growing baby has been accepted into to the fetus-club, a very exclusive and exiting new stage in their prenatal development. Basically, this means the little sweet pea has graduated from swimming embryo creature to a recognizable human being! This week in particular, the irises of their little eyes can function, but (frustratingly for them?) their eyelids remain fused shut for a while yet. Their external ears are formed and their inner ears are now filled with fluid—so your little one is already developing their sense of balance. Your baby's little swimmer legs are still relatively, although other bodily developments are going forward at a nice pace: their kidney is actually functioning now, which means they’ve started urinating (this might seem charming now but wait till you have to start buying diapers!).

Now, I'm off to bed, since I'm absolutely EXHAUSTED in addition to feeling gross. Isn't it amazing that women continue to subject themselves to this, time after time? :)

Heard at our house

Yesterday.

7am.

K cries.

Daddy brings her into bed.

K lunges for Mommy while whining for milk.

Daddy, oh so kindly offers, "K, do you want to snuggle with Daddy?"

K, oh so politely responds, "no tank oo daddy."

We'll just get a new one

This morning I had to drag the kids with me to the social security office to obtain a new social security card. (Kinda scary not knowing where mine is...) After what seemed like an interminable wait (maybe 25 minutes) during which both of my girls charmed one and all around us, we were told that food and drinks were not allowed in the office.

Are you kidding me? What am I supposed to do to keep my children occupied? Other than the two crusty toys that they have there in the office and the flat screen TV that was showing wildlife shots, there was nothing to do.

They climbed on the chairs, moved the chairs, lay down on the chairs, OH and then they practiced 'lipsticking' each other with the Carmex in a tube that I dug out of my purse and have since thrown away since it landed on the floor countless times.

Soon, our number was called and we headed to window "B." I handed the man my paperwork, asked K to stay close and proceeded to listen to B completely and utterly charm the man behind the desk. She chattered about how I lost my card, so we had to come and get a new one; and this is her sister K. K needs to stay close by so that we don't lose her. Then she piped up, "Mommy, if we lose K, we'll need to get another baby for Christmas, right?" Like her little sister is completely replaceable. Like a social security card.

Apparently we need to work on teaching our girls that we have to take care of what we have. There isn't always a replacement able to be purchased--for example: a little sister.

for everything else, there's mastercard

B: Mommy, I'm SO BIG now that I'm 4, right?

Me: Yes, B, you sure are growing up.

B: Mommy, when I'm 5, will I be too big for our house?

Me: No, you won't be too big for our house, Kiddo.

B: But if I am, we will have to get a new house, right? Do we have the credit card for that?

(well, no, we don't. Thank you very much.) ;)

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B's also picked up a couple cute phrases like:

"here you go, my lady" and "my pleasure"

It's too cute!

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on a side note. I'm getting annoyed with the blogger templates....just so you know. ;)

Enjoying the sunshine

Pictures from the Ski trip

Alright, here they are. The pictures from our ski trip. Nothing too exciting, but good memories.

Through the bus windown on the way up. We've gotten so much snow this year that you can barely see the top of the fence posts in most places. It's so very serene.

The view from the chairlift down into the valley. You can see the resort right in the middle of the picture, too, if you look closely.

Partway down one run, it opened up and this was the view. Gorgeous!

And the obligatory self-portrait on the way up the lift.

We had such an amazing time. Really, it was awesome. We rode the shuttle bus up there rather than driving the Expedition that gets 14mpg. CHA-CHING!! It was $20 total for both of us on the shuttle. Sure, we were riding with a bunch of high schoolers, but we had a great time anyway. In order to combat the motion sickness that I was sure to get from riding in the very back of the bus, I slept part of each trip. Hubby, though, is quite a bit bigger than me and couldn't really get comfortable. On the way back they showed part of Star Wars (2, maybe?) so that helped make the time go by much faster for him, especially since he's such a huge Star Wars fan.

Our first real run of the day (after the refresher on the bunny slope and the chair lift) just about killed me. Word to the wise--don't every wear brand new (as in, not broken in) ski boots skiing. Yeah, big mistake. I actually contemplated asking someone to get the ski patrol to get me down the mountain. My legs/ankles/feet were in serious pain. And this is coming from a woman who has gone through two labors without a single pain killer, one of which was a breech delivery. So, uh, yeah, it hurt. Somehow, with the continually patient help of my hubby and a little bit of grit, I made it down the hill and even tried again. And again and again.... By about the third run, my boots were feeling about 80% better making for a much happier skiing companion.

We couldn't have asked for better weather, really. It was bright and beautiful. Some of the runs were getting a bit icy since it hadn't snowed in 72 hours, but overall they were great.Yesterday, I was sure that we would both wake up extremely sore, but we didn't. A few muscles here and there, but overall feeling good.

I would do this again in a heartbeat. Tomorrow, if I could.

It was so lovely to have it be just us. No kids, no other family. No time constraints, really. Just us. It was a great reminder of how much I love Scott and why I married him. He's so great! :)

We're baaack!

We made it home safe and sound.

We had a wonderful day.

I only have one more thing to say: OUCHIE!!!

*more to come tomorrow*

How hard can it be?

OK, how much planning can it take to go skiing for the day? We just have to find all of our snow gear, pack it and the stuff the girls need for the day with grandma and grandpa and hit the road, right? Well, basically yes, but it's not quite that simple. We're leaving the house at 6:40 so we must have for the girls:

clothes (2 sets each in case of accidents)
shoes
coats
diapers/wipes
blankets/special stuffed animals

For us we need:
hats
sunglasses
coats
gloves
ski pants
extra socks
skis/boots/poles (which involves going to rent them)
snacks
water
cash
and the toughy: deciding what is necessary to wear under the snow gear

Right now, I'm supposed to be looking through my closet deciding the number/combination of layers that would be appropriate for a day of skiing in 32* weather. Um, yeah, I'm on it, honey.....

Fortunately I got out my ski boots this afternoon just to make sure that they fit before we headed out to pick up rentals for hubby. Well, I discovered that the mice that found our home so attractive last winter also thought that my ski boots would make a nice cozy spot for them. GRRRRRR! They had chewed a bit of the lining on one side of one boot. I scrubbed, sanitized, boiled and scrubbed some more on it and then washed it in the washing machine so as to not get too grossed out by it. (OK, I didn't really boil it.) The liners are currently over a vent finishing their drying cycle. Have I ever mentioned that I hate mice?!

Most of my list is marked off and I'm just about ready to crawl into bed for a nice long rest before rolling out of bed to kill myself tomorrow. :) OK, maybe not kill myself, but I'm quite sure that I will be incredibly sore. On the bright side, we are planning on enjoying every stinking minute of having the day to ourselves doing something that we both enjoy so much.

WINNER, WINNER

Actually, we're the winners.

Ok, Hubby is the winner. He called in to a radio show and won 2 lift tickets for a local ski resort. I'm so BEYOND excited. We're hoping to go either this weekend or next, he has yet to actually commit to a date. Neither of us have been skiing since having kiddos and we've never gone together. It should be an adventure. He told me that he's thinking about learning to snowboard since he knows how long it's been since I've been skiing..... I'm trying not to take that as an insult. :) I used to be fairly decent, thank you very much. I even remember standing at the top of a black diamond run just about ready to pee my pants one time. AND, I actually went down that very black diamond run. Without even peeing my pants. I think. It was a long time ago.....

Either way, we both are very much looking forward to having a day just for us as we'll be leaving the girls with Grandma & Grandpa. It will be a day to remember at least.

feeling sentimental

I feel like time is slipping through my fingers. My babies are growing up.

Tonight during dinner, B spilled her water and then promptly told me that she was "solving the problem" as she grabbed a towel and started cleaning it up.

The past couple night K has opted not to nurse before bed (which used to be a 1/2 hour feeding.) It seems she's now so excited to brush her teeth, she'd rather skip that portion of the bedtime routine. She also has been transitioning into going to sleep all by herself. We give hugs and kisses and plop her into bed. Then we *gasp* leave the room and let her go to sleep on her own. Shocking, I know. This just doesn't happen. ;) It's bittersweet, I have to say.

B is little miss independent. She gets dressed on her own, does her hair on her own, buckles herself into her seat on her own. She helps set the table and clean up after dinner. Tonight she helped me make chocolate pudding for dessert. She's certainly a little girl now. One who brings so much joy. OK, and a few headaches, but mostly joy.

Thank you, Lord, for my wonderful children!

more milestones for K

Here's what K's hair usually looks like:

After a comment that her hair was starting to look like a mullet.....I cut a couple inches off the back. Here's the back last night:

And this morning:

I could hardly keep my eyes/hands off her hair today. It seems like she went from being my baby to being a little girl overnight.

OK, *mushy moment* I love her so much and I'm so proud of the little girl that she has become. She's such a joy and delight. Her smile lights up the day (and sometimes the night.) :) K is into everything and climbs up ONTO everything and investigates enough to drive me batty. But then she snuggles up, puts her head on my shoulder and then signs, 'milk, please' and snuggles in for a snack. My precious baby girl, I love you so much, KG. *Happy 18 month birthday, little one!*