I apologize to everyone who has called and we haven't yet called back...this week's normal hectic-ness was compounded by Taylor starting daycare #3. She is adjusting pretty well, minus one boy. He is the same age as she is, but has 2 older brothers. He apparently thought that he could play with Taylor like they "play" with him. The daycare lady told me that she was working to get him to play nicer, and that they had some rough patches where Miss T was inconsolable, and things were much better on Friday. Which is good, because I was ready to find daycare #4 when I dropped her off on Thursday. It killed me to watch Taylor freak out and scream as this little boy crawled toward her. But again, the daycare lady has reassured me that things were so much better later on Thursday, and they even played together happily on Friday. So....I'm keeping my eye on the situation, and chalk it up to the fact that everyone must have their 'sweat boy'.
We also became the parents that love cracking up at the things we can do to our child. Here we are at Buffalo Wild Wings on Friday night. Taylor sat for almost 10 minutes with this thing on her head! Please note, the side of the basket says "DUDE!"
I'm not sure which part of this picture cracked me up more: holding on to the railing for dear life during her morning nap, or the fact that Monkey has been flattened...he is clearly not going to make it.
Here we are demonstrating the importance of baby-proofing your house. Never mind that if she pulls on the plate itself, it will probably fall out of the wall. We have a quality built home.
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