A few daylily pictures from our yard. We transplanted around 30 from my mom's yard a couple years ago. They were beautiful this year.
Anna - Anna has kept pretty busy this summer. She's been taking swimming and tennis. She's in Totus Tuus this week. Must her keep her busy or she'll go crazy like she did one day last week. Guess she was bored so she was determined to do all kinds of dare devil tricks around the house - with Kolbe at her side. I really scolded her good a couple times, sent her to her room, etc. About 20 minutes after I gave her strict instructions to find something safe to play, she decides to try slip and slide on the hardwood floor with a small pillow. Landed on her face and almost busted her front tooth out. She was bleeding, her face was puffing up, totally freaked out. Took her to the dentist who said it was too soon to tell if the tooth will survive. Err. I'm hopeful it will be ok - seems much better now.
She's pretty much past the age of saying unintentional funny things, but still makes me laugh with how passionate she can get about things. She's really been in to tree climbing this summer (another one of her extreme sports). She also feels strongly that a weeping willow tree would be a great tree for our yard. Dan just happens to strongly dislike these trees and it is funny how many conversations our family has had debating the pros and cons of the willow tree. One day she would not stop talking about wanting to plant a willow tree. We were at the check out at Dillons and the teen-aged girl clerk asked Anna how her day was. Anna sadly replied, "Well, fine, but I really really want a willow tree". Without missing a beat, the clerk sympathetically replied, "Oh, I really wanted one too when I was your age." I laughed at them both.
Audrey - Sweet Audrey. She is excited about being a real school girl next month starting kindergarten though she's already dreading the idea of having homework. She had her shots the other day and didn't cry even though it "hurt like crazy". She took swim lessons earlier in the summer and loved it - learned so much.
At our neighborhood 4th of July parade, Audrey was in charge of pulling their float (Kolbe and decorated wagon). When the kids started marching, Audrey starts running with the float. Anna ran along trying to keep up. That got other kids running. They ran the whole length of the parade which is a couple of blocks long and then they ran back. When we finally caught up with them, Audrey, out of breath said, "I think we came in second". They participate in the parade every year so it didn't occur to us that we should clarify that a parade is not the same thing as a race.
This was awhile back, but Audrey came up with an elaborate theory that our cat Sunny was the "Jesus of the cat world". She explained that he's so nice and smart and has other cat friends from the neighborhood. Specifically, she explained that he always gives her three chances - three chances before he bites her. Apparently we need to brush up on her theology.
Kolbe - I think we are finally experiencing the terrible two's tantrums. It would probably be wishful thinking that they will go away when he turns three next month. He can get pretty stubborn and irrational about the silliest things. For instance, the other day he threw a huge fit because he didn't get to exit the van door of his choice. Daddy didn't know he could be so particular about this and daddy was not going to let him have his way about such a silly thing. So, we got to hear him SCREAM for 20 minutes until I could not take it anymore and took him back to the van, let him back in and then let him out the door he wanted.
But, he can be very cute at other times. He was just thrilled one Saturday morning when PBS was left on and he discovered the show This Old House. He really got in to it. Every couple of minutes, he'd yell, "I wike dis show".
(gross alert) The other night he was sleeping in our bed. I was almost asleep when I heard him say sweetly,"Here you go, mama. Here you go" I didn't know what he was talking about at first. Then realized that he was trying to hand me something. I held out my hand. It was a tiny burger from his nose. I asked him what I was suppose to do with it. He replied, "I don't know" then yelled, "Eat it!" and started laughing and yelling it over and over like he was the first to come up with such a gross and funny idea. What a boy.
Oh, finally got him potty trained earlier this summer! Yippee, Kolbe! No more diapers, for awhile.
Baby - That's right - if you have not heard, a baby is coming late January.
This is not a picture of our baby, just a stand-in. I don't think our camera comes with that feature. Baby Sprout is 12 weeks along and simply perfect in every way. Never misbehaves or talks back. However, is causing mom some nausea and lots of fatigue. Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure it is all the baby's fault that the house is such a mess these days. At 12 weeks, the baby is about 2 inches long and weighs half an ounce. The girls made a name list as soon as we told them. If you missed it on Facebook, here it is: