Mischief Maker(s)...

In an effort to document the "every day" stuff, LC's latest and greatest is that she has discovered drawers.  And even better, she has discovered what a fun game it is to take every item out of the drawers and toss it on the floor.  Mama has discovered the need to teach the "let's put it back up" game... ;-)  No seriously. 

 

Just thought I would give a little play by play of what goes on while I apply my makeup in the mornings. 

 

Oh heeeeyyyy sock drawer...

 

...she's totally cutting her eyes to see if I'm still watching.

HEE-go! (Here you go!)

 

 

 

I was busy taking pictures so LC tried to give the sock to Tucker.  He had to investigate...you know, in the off chance there was food involved.  Hee-go!  As you can see, Tucker became very bored once he realized this was not the case.

 

However, he thought he better keep a close eye just in case. 

 

The Sock (and sports bra) tossing in action...

 

 

And, I'd like to say, for the record that this is "sign language" I did NOT teach my child. I am wondering when this new little phase is going to end.  For a while it was the tongue sticking out in every pic.  I regret that I complained about the tongue now that we have a new little mannerisms:

 

 

 

That afternoon, DW mentioned he was going to be fairly close to the house and wanted to know if "his girls" would like to meet him for lunch.  When we got there, LC promptly grabbed her spot in his lap since Saw's BBQ didn't have a highchair.  It's  a tiny little place in the Avondale neighborhood of Birmingham that has about 6 tables but the food is sooooo good there!  It's worth the tight squeeze. 

 

I promptly took out my camera to take a picture and received an identical look of disapproval.  :-) 

 

DW and I did not lack for entertainment.  We worked on our sharing:
 

 

LC worked on her straw skills a little...which she can now do like a champ!

And she said her most favorite word in the world right now about 40 million times.  "Ball."  Except when you're raised in the South, Ball is actually a two syllable word. 

The necessary pucker up for the B...

PS: Erin...I love this little "owl" shirt you sent us. Thank you!

...and the "all" part.

 

 

 

When we left the restaurant, we decided to let her walk in the grass for a couple minutes until DW had to go.  It only occurred to us, after she acted like her feet were frozen to the ground, that this is her first time to walk in grass. She was very confused about the feel of this green stuff momentarily.  It was almost the way dogs act when you put boots on their feet. 

 

Crash and burn...

I love the Avondale Brewery building...this is the back side but it is such a cool little place. Definitely want to try it one day soon. 

And that night, we worked on our dancing skills:




This just goes to prove that some things just can't be taught...you're born with it!