Snowfall Update

As promised, here is the update on our year-to-date snowfall. I had Daddy send Mama the link he uses at work - we are at 85 inches of snow for the year so far, and 57.5 inches of rain. I'll bet my Cousin Gloriana would agree - we got rain all summer!!!

Snow!

So, if you saw my last post, you saw the picture of the snow we had about 2 weeks ago...well, we got LOTS more a few days ago! Here are some pictures Mama took on Thursday night. I'll try to update Monday how many inches we are up to for the year - I know it's at least 75 now.

Mama said to explain that the "pony walls" (the plywood you see on the left, put up in winter to keep the snow from "flooding" the walkway) come up to her shoulder, so just about 4.5 feet tall...that's a lot of snow!

This was taken on our back porch, which is about 3.5 - 4 feet above the ground.

Daddy's Home!

My Daddy came home a few weeks ago - we've been busy playing and taking care of Mama (she has a baby in her tummy, you know) and learning new words and sledding and playing with beans...I missed him so much! I've been such a good girl lately, considering all the pain I've been in. See, I learned to walk while Daddy was gone, and I tend to fall a lot. So I had just gotten rid of the multiple bruises and scrapes on my forehead when I fell down at the hospital on Monday. I tripped over Mama's foot (she says I never look down when I walk or run, I say she's out to get me) and fell on my face - my two front teeth on top cut my upper lip very badly. I bled and bled and bled - Daddy said it looked like I got in a street fight, whatever that is. I am also cutting four teeth (actually, they are cutting me): the two top canine teeth and the two molars on top, as well. I've been having a rough time of things lately! Anyway...without further ado, here are some pictures from since Daddy's been home.

Daddy likes to put my hair in 80's styles.

He does make me laugh, though!

This was taken from our front porch almost 2 weeks ago - we've gotten about 60 inches of snow so far this year!
















I love sledding!














I got to vote! Well, not really, but I told Mama and Daddy who to vote for.










I love pizza and ranch - a rare treat!

Where's Daddy?

On Saturday, Daddy woke me up REALLY early and gave me my medicine, then we (and Mama) got in the truck and drove out somewhere very far (it was almost 10 minutes away!) in the dark. Then Daddy kissed me, and me and Mama went out to breakfast, a rare treat. I haven't seen Daddy in person since then. I think Mama trapped him either in the telephone or the computer. I hear his voice several times per day on the telephone, and sometimes I get to see him and talk to him on the computer. I wonder how he's going to get out of there? I wonder how she got him IN there, in the first place. I'm not sure I trust that woman.

I miss him. Mama doesn't do bedtime the way he does. I hope he gets out of the phone soon.

*Mama here. He will be home November 2, honey. And he misses you too, I assure you.*

Is that an ice cube in the potty?

Mama is always complaining how cold the cold water is here. I ask you - does that make any sense? Isn't cold water supposed to be cold? Well, I decided to see what all the fuss was about, so while Mama was eating her breakfast this morning, I took her digital meat thermometer and ran it under the cold running water. It registered 46 degrees! That IS cold! So then, just for fun, I ran it under the hot water, and it got up to 128 degrees!

Here's what our toilet does all the time. It is constantly dripping everywhere and Mama sometimes keeps towels under the toilet so I won't play in the outside potty water.

New Words

Yesterday at Mighty Mites (my playgroup), Mama brought a delectable banana for my snack. I LOVE bananas, so I decided to surprise Mama. When she asked me if I wanted a banana, and did the sign for "banana," I said "nana!"

Mama was so excited!

My Mama

You know, I love Mama. But, sometimes, she does things that I don't understand.

See, normally, as soon as I wake up, Mama changes my diaper, brushes my teeth, and gives me my reflux medicine (Prevacid - yummy!). Then I help her vacuum the downstairs and we do some laundry for a while, and then I am allowed to have breakfast once 30 minutes has passed.

Well, yesterday Mama decided she was only going to give me 1/2 my pill to see if I did OK. I guess she is getting tired of scheduling my breakfast around it. To be honest, so am I. Sometimes I sleep late and when I get up at 9:00 or 9:30, I am HUNGRY and do NOT want to wait 30 minutes to eat.

On with the story...

Mama forgot that she only gave me 1/2 pill, and then when I felt horrible and was being truly nasty and upset all afternoon and evening, she thought I was sick or teething. She kept sticking her finger in my mouth and feeling my gums. I tried to tell her my tummy hurt, but she didn't get it. So today, she is giving me a whole pill again.