And here is the little poser modeling her new Winnie the Pooh sunglasses:
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Roly Poly
My son hates, hates, HATES tummy time, even though he has (finally) become quite adept at holding his head up high and looking around (he was a lazy little man for a long time). Despite his hatred of tummy time, I was quite surprised Saturday when he kicked with his legs and pushed with his arms and flipped over onto his back. I was surprised not only because he is lazy, but because I am shocked that his toothpick legs had the strength to propel him over. I have put him on his tummy several times since then and he has flipped back over onto his back often, so I guess it wasn't a fluke.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Gym Class
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Prom already!
I thought it would be several years before I saw Ryanne off to her first dance, however, tonight is the Father-Daughter dance and Mark and Ry decided to attend. They are having professional pictures taken there, but here are a few I took on the way out. She got to wear her Easter outfit again - thanks Numa M!
With handsome Mark-Dad (yeah, that's what she calls him - either "Dad" or "Mark-Dad" or occasionally, just "Mark")
This looks like a mug shot. She refused to pose for pictures so I had to chase her into the corner. Then, I said "Show me a smile." "No." "Fine, show me a frown." This is what I got, followed by the giant cheesy grin below.

With handsome Mark-Dad (yeah, that's what she calls him - either "Dad" or "Mark-Dad" or occasionally, just "Mark")
This looks like a mug shot. She refused to pose for pictures so I had to chase her into the corner. Then, I said "Show me a smile." "No." "Fine, show me a frown." This is what I got, followed by the giant cheesy grin below.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
During dinner Ryanne announced "Swimsuit on, please." So, for unknown reasons, after we ate, she put on her swimsuit and life jacket. Then she screamed when I laughed at her and took her picture. The best part though, was when I left to get the mail, and she insisted on accompanying me, still dressed in her swimsuit and life jacket. The mailboxes are a block away and of course all of our neighbors were out in their front yards staring at the freak show parading by. We even met another mom and her young daughter out for a walk. That child, unlike my special daughter, was dressed in weather appropriate attire of a sweatshirt and matching sweatpants.




Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Happy Easter!
Friday, April 3, 2009
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