You know. I really thought we'd have to wait till she was much older to start including her in the household chores, but, once again, I stand corrected. Hmmm...Now that CPS has been called it's as good a time as any to add a small disclaimer: *Kylie never actually puts anything that gross, or dangerous, into her mouth. Also, the floor wasn't really that dirty...it could have just used a little mop TLC. Ok. I feel a little better now.
This evening, Kylie's aunt (Lane) and someday could be Uncle Josh (at least that's how I translated what he said from his native tongue of Spanish) arrived to spend the night with us. It took her about 4 nano seconds to warm up to them, but once she did, all the best moves and tricks came out. Uncle Kyle is spending the night again as well, so it's a regular ole party at 444 S. Eureka. We are always glad when Kylie gets to spend time with any of her family, and tonight was no exception. Lane and Josh hadn't seen the mini monkey since back at "beach week" in July (when she couldn't sit, scoot, talk, clap, wave, blow kisses, or really anything else for that matter) so it was fun that they got to see her be a little more interactive.
It's 5:00am and Nat just got home from working a half night at the hospital. That means it's time for all of us to crawl into bed (don't worry Kylie has been there for a while now) and get those sheep counted.
more to come soon,
Craig
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"Don't you like my post bath hair do?" |
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"Oh. There's a camera. Dad. You really have to stop sneaking up on me like that." |
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