Judecorp.

Just so I don't forget. I've been way busy and not posty.

While my mother and SIL were visiting, Punk had that stomach thing and had thrown up, so I was giving her sips of PediaLyte, but she really wanted to drink the whole cup. She was pretty upset that I took the cup away after a few sips and so my mom intervened and said something like, "You have to wait a few minutes, honey. It might hurt your belly." To which my darling genius daughter replied, "Nana, I don't put it in my belly, I put it in my mouth."

About a week ago I was brushing her teeth before bed like usual. When I brush her teeth at nighttime, I sit on the toilet and sit her on my lap facing me - she brushes, and then I brush. She was looking into my eyes and must have caught her reflection in my pupils. She said, "Mama, your eyes have August in them."

She's awesome.

Preschool show action shot:

( And the coolest kid, too! )

I need to make a new icon.

Couldn't you just die? DIE, I SAY!!

A little of what my kid's been doing lately:

( Photos )

I was checking my e-mail in the living room while Punk played in her bedroom. At first I heard her "reading" to herself and climbing in and out of her little baby rocking chair, but then I didn't hear anything at all - which of course is always a very bad sign. I went into her room and she had pulled all of her pants out of her dresser and they were all over the floor. (This is a pretty common occurrence when I leave her alone in her room.) I very exaggeratedly gasped and asked, "What happened??!" and she looked up and without missing a beat said, "Clothes happened." It seriously was the funniest thing she's said in a long time.

She also spent a good portion of the afternoon pulling containers out of the recycle bin and pretending to dump their contents into some of the random bowls in the kitchen. It's the first time she's ever really wanted to play like that and she got a kick out of telling me, "Cook."

I guess I've asked her one too many times, "Do you want this, or something else?" because now when she doesn't like what we're reading/watching/eating, she will often say, "Else."

She seriously cracks me up.


What a trouble maker.

( A few pics from the weekend: )

Too fun. I can't wait to do it again.

This is the epitome of 18 months around here:



So big. So beautiful. So independent.
(Since when does she 1) sit in a big chair, 2) use a spoon so gracefully, 3) hold a container of applesauce without making a major mess? Amazing.)

The idea that it has only been a year and a half since she was a purple burrito really blows my mind.

A little smattering of the trouble we got into today:


(Climbing on her little chair to pull down the envelopes from the holiday cards)

Also a bonus pic of her hanging up her first handmade ornament last weekend: