Funny Faces

Call the Doctor

Imagine her in the playroom, throwing herself on the floor, crying so hard she can barely breathe, speaking something inaudible for a few minutes. When I can finally calm her down enough to talk to me, this is what she says...

Me: Grace, what is wrong?
Grace: What did you do?
Me: What did I do to what?
Grace: My playroom.
Me: I cleaned it.
Grace: All this clean is making me sick.

Michael Likes It!

As we dive into the world of solid foods, Michael has made a disturbing discovery: Perched atop the end of his spoon, the very item that provides the yummy rice cereal, is a hungry puppy. After what seemed like hours of staring at each other, each holding on to their respective delicious treat, I was able to broker a deal between them. The puppy won't eat the rice cereal if Michael promises not to eat the bone.

Husband and Wife

Twins

Michael and Uncle Dave sort of resemble each other, don't you think? Maybe it's the hair...

She Might Be Funny...

The topic of hair has come up quite a bit since the incident. Grace and I were chatting this morning....

Grace: What color is my hair?
Mama: Light brown.
Grace: And what about Bellie? What color is her hair?
Mama: Her hair is blonde.
Grace: And what about you?
Mama: Red.
Grace: Yeah, but it is fake red. What color is it really?

Annabelle

When Bellie saw this picture she said, "look Mama, actually I'm pretty cute!" I think so, too.

The Aftermath

New Year, New 'Do

Apparently Grace and Belle have aspirations of becoming hairdressers, since this afternoon they decided to cut each others hair. As you can see they have a lot of learning to do.