First of all. My camera is still broken. I have been taking film photos these past few weeks but sure enough have not gotten any developed. So no new photos. I've posted an older one, of Amelia trying to dress herself. I found her this way. She had gone to her room to find a shirt (to put on top of the one she was already wearing) and climbed up on the couch and spent the next 10 minutes quietly trying to put in on. The kid is determined to dress herself. She even has a thing or two to say about what I pick out for her to wear at times. This morning she went and found a flowery knit skirt to pull on over her hippo pajamas. She is currently outside with Ford wearing the above described outfit. Self expression. One and a half years old and already picking out her outfits. I may be in for it.
An update: If you read my last blog, Baby Finn is home now. He is doing much better from what I understand. He will have to be on a strict diet for the rest of his life. As far as neurological damage, I'm not sure that they know yet...so the keep praying for him! I know the prayers are greatly appreciated.
What's new with Amelia these days...it's been some time since I've posted about her. The biggest thing is the TALKING. She's saying it all these days. Three to four word phrases even. Like "mommy sirt lellow." This morning she was talking to herself about Ivey and Elsa coming home from their trip to Colorado..."ome, Ivey airpane...ome, Elsa airpane." She actually spouts off entire monologues of which I can understand every third word or so. And I smile and nod and and reply when I can or say enthusiatic things like "really?" "woww" to which she replies all wide eyed "yah" and then just keeps talking...It's amazing how all of those words are just up there in her little brain and they just form and come out of her mouth at will now. Everyday we hear words she's never said before and it couldn't be more fun. She has started calling us "honey" because we say that to her and she hears us say it to each other.
One of the reasons I did not post a blog these last few weeks was because we had a string of visitors. First cousin Anna, then Uncle Tom, Aunt Maryellen with Sarah and Kera, then Grandma and Grandpa Turrell. Then for the the Easter weekend, Grandma and Grandpa Lotoszinski with Aunt Michelle, Sam and Christopher. It was a busy and fun filled few weeks. Easter was great complete with Easter bonnet (from G & G Loto), an Easter egg hunt, Easter baskets featuring such goodies as a brand new jump rope, books, bracelets, stickers and plastic eggs filled with coins for the water fountain. (How nice to believe that the only purpose for money is to throw in the "wa-wa.")
So a last random "picture this" if you will...
Sam and Christopher had an unusual string of good luck playing "The Claw" game featured at the hotel in Indianapolis on their trip down south. Literally upon arrival, (bless them), they could not wait to shower Amelia with at least 8 - 10 of their prizes, so sweet. Apparently they "could not lose." Amelia became the happy recipient of such carnival quality prizes as a large pink pig, a kelly green lamb, a difficult to describe bright blue and green multi-colored bunny...and you get the idea.
As I spent the week cleaning up and putting away Easter remnants after all had departed, I decided that our house was already over-flowing with toys and so I chose a few of our "claw" friends to take out of circulation, for now, and store in the basement. I placed them strategically by the basement door with the empty Easter baskets, etc. to put away after Amelia went to bed. Last night, right before she went to bed, Ford decided to take a few things down...Amelia happened to round the corner and caught a glimpse of Ford as he walked down with an armload, pink pig peaking over his shoulder. I could see the panic hit her and right then I knew that she knew the fate of her new friends...Ford had shut the door behind him but that did not stop her...Amelia immediately dropped to her tummy and pushed up the flap to the cat door, poked her little face through the opening and cried out to save who she could "PIGGY! PIGGYYY!" Tears and more crying out...heartbreaking. Ford was caught in his tracks and of course he felt he had no choice but to turn around and come back upstairs, with piggy and friends in hand to return them to their rightful owner.
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