Easter

Easter was two weeks ago? Whatever...here are some pictures from when we tried to decorate eggs. You can see that Taylor doesn't really get the concept of NOT smashing the eggs, not putting your entire hand into the egg-color, etc. We colored 12 eggs, but ended up with 10 in the crate - 8 that we were able to actually use.

There is actually an egg in her hand, you just can't tell because it was squished. It's part of Taylor's new game -- she hides something under her leg or in her hand and says 'Where go?'

This is what happens when you tell the child that the egg is edible and she can eat it. Except this is actually what happens AFTER she discovers how disgusting a plain hard boiled egg tastes...she's pulling it back out of her mouth.

Ooh - the finished eggs. Orange had a weak showing this year.

In other pictures:

We had piano lessons....it's actually pretty decent form for an 18 month old.

Yoko Ono, Yoko Ono Oh-Yes!

Thank Goodness For Grandmas

Many thanks to my mom for sending me some pictures.  I really need to organize myself...until then I'll post these pictures from a few weeks ago.  

We went to El Dorado to visit this weekend, and mom and I dragged Taylor through the mall for a little retail therapy and a quick photo session at Penney's.  Really, after a shortened nap and four hours shopping, T did a pretty good job - only 1 or 2 small meltdowns.  Not shockingly, she was great during the photos....because she is such a cheeseball.  Clearly, something she inherited from her father.  She passed out in the car about 2 minutes after we loaded her in the car seat: one hand grasping her drink and the other her book...mouth open and drooling.  Again - she is her father's daughter.  Proof:

Once we were home last night - Taylor figured out how to barricade herself in the bathroom.  She shut the door, and then pulled open the vanity drawers and was playing with her hair things, leaving only 1/2 inch of space to open the door from the outside.  Andy mangled a wire hanger to try and reach in and push the drawer shut-- Taylor just grabbed the end and played with it.  Finally, after what seemed like 30 hours of pleading with her, she closed the drawer.  It was probably only 5 minutes, but I swear....not the way to end a tiring day of travel.