Patience = not my thing

I really don't want to take advantage of Taylor's blog as a place for my complaints...so I will try to be quick. Could this kid come out soon, please? I know I know, I've got 11 days until the actual due date (Sep 3rd). And I am honestly thankful that everything seems to be perfectly fine and healthy in there. But I don't like waddling, I don't like not being able to bend down, and I hate that I can't carry Taylor around or let her sit on my lap. Etc etc etc. I'm done now. AND I refuse to blog until we have baby #2. Enjoy these few pics.


We typically don't take naps on the sofa, but when watching Mary Poppins, one can only stay awake for so long.

She now 'gets it' when you tell her to smile for the camera. Too bad her mom can't keep her hair out of her eyes.

Cheesing it up before we went swimming last week. Everybody needs a pair of over sized shades.

A Real Big Girl Bed

A while ago we moved Taylor to a toddler bed, and it has worked out wonderfully. But as part of the 'transition' to moving her dresser/crib into the new baby room, we now have a new dresser (with mirror!) and REAL twin bed for Miss Taylor to sleep in. And she loves it. We had our first nap in it yesterday. At bedtime, I asked if she would like to sleep in her little bed, and the adamant response was 'No no! - I sleep in my big girl bed.'

She looks so little!

What? People actually check this??

I've been told to update this with some more recent pictures. Hold on to your hats....

Cousin Molly's wedding in Springfield. My, I've put on a bit of weight...right in that trouble tummy spot.

We went to Minneapolis to visit Jeremy, Heidi and Kaleb for the Fourth of July. Taylor thinks Kaleb is the coolest. She loved playing in the park, and in the sand.

If you've been around Taylor for more than 20 minutes, she will let you know that she likes to "Fwing". Oh, you don't understand 2-year-old? Fwing = Swing. She also likes Fwimming.

Kaleb looking a little apprehensive about sitting in a turtle. I don't blame him; this is an odd situation to find yourself in.

Everyone's happy jumping up and down on the bridge.

Cool...3-d glasses at the science museum.

Downtown Minneapolis waiting for the fireworks to start. They were amazing, and the kids behaved like champs. Taylor's reaction to the big fireworks...."oooooh-- HI!"

*****

Andy and I just got back from a weekend in Philadelphia. The major purpose of the trip was to attend a wedding, but we snuck in some fun sightseeing and some actual SLEEP :) If you would like to see the pictures...click on this link :

Summer 09

The Month of May

Weekend 1:

We cleaned our house and worked on our bathroom remodel project. What a mess...when it's painted, I'll post a new picture.

Weekend 2:
Aunt Lisa & Uncle Jake's Wedding Weekend

Weekend 3:

Amanda's Graduation Party

Royals Game

Weekend 4:

Memorial Day Weekend

Weekend 5:

B's Wedding in Beloit, and visiting the World's Largest Ball of Twine.

And now it's June...and it starts all over again.

This face means....

a) This is how I smile for pictures

b) I just said "What's that?" for the 300th time and am laughing at my mom and dad for answering the question again.

c) I bite the kids at daycare

d) I'm going to be a big sister in about 16 weeks, and I'm laughing because my mom and dad are crazy.

Oh...yes, the answer is all of the above. By the way, if anyone has any name ideas for another girl, we are open to suggestions.

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.