Chilly Fall Morning

It was cold overnight and still quite chilly (and a bit grey) this morning when we went for a dog-walk (gloves to push the stroller) and to the Farmer's Market.

Margot wore her long jacket:

... even though she probably didn't need the hood.

Craftiness

As fall settles in to New England, we've been doing more projects around the house and more crafts in general. Margot has become obsessed with the idea of making things to wear.* She apparently needs a new pair of shoes, so she has made herself some. This model is made from bristly blocks, pink and green, that were carefully engineered to be the length of her feet. She likes to wear two different shoes in general, so I think that the mismatched colors were on purpose. They don't stay on well and really only work on the floor (not the rug), but she's very happy with this prototype.



* Her first question about any article of clothing is "who made this for me?". I love that!

Off She Goes!

The first morning of pre-school is underway!

Ready to Go:

Out the door:

(and yes, we're doing some paint work in front.)

Walking over:

Happy Birthday to Margot!

We'll try to get to posting more soon, but suffice it to say that after some wonderful chaos, there was one tired little girl in bed (with some of her presents) at the end of the day:

A Little Brunch

Margot decided to have brunch at her little table on Sunday and she invited Daddy to join her.

Next First Post - Making Fingers

So, just in case other methods of communication have failed to reach anyone reading here . . . We can confirm that, as we say in this household, Christi's "making fingers". Which explains why she's been more than usually tired.

Here's the confirming evidence:

This time around we're taking the "making fingers" meme to heart, and calling the little tyke Fingers until they arrive (hopefully sometime in December). We're also not planning to find out if Fingers is a boy or girl, until that time.

Actually, to be quite specific, I think we saw some fingers - or at least hands - although we don't have a printout of such an image. Also (in addition to the head above) arms, legs, feet, spine, chest, and a bunch of internal organs. Everything looked great.

Margot is interested and excited, although I don't think she has any idea when December is.

I just like this one...

I dunno who taught her Harley-Davidson posture, but with her hair blowing back and the mean-but-determined expression I'm diggin' it.

Totally Unacceptable

Dear Whoever is Supposed to be Posting Here:

I've noticed that NOTHING AT ALL IS GETTING POSTED HERE! Who is supposed to be posting something? Do it!

Oh wait right, that's me... here's something from last weekend. I'll try to fill in the gaps separately.

Since you asked...

On the phone before bedtime, Grandma Lisa asked Margot, "Are you going to go put a book on your face and go to sleep?". Margot got this BIIIIG smile and said (of course), "noooo, that's re-dik-ee-less". As she does.

So, since you asked, fast forward approximately 45 minutes:

Overheard Last Night

Daddy: Do you want to sing with me?

Margot: I can't sing.
Daddy: Yes, you can. Why not?
Margot: I can't sing ... without my guitar!

(... and runs across the room to get the Rock Band guitar we've assigned to her.)