Nutty Baby

Aurora, Granny and I went to the State Fair this past Sunday, as is our family tradition.

Granny purchased Aurora some glasses to shield her from the "lun," which she cries piteously about whenever it shines in her face.

Here they were sharing a nut bar on the grass, as you can see by the chocolate on Aurora's chin.

Shopping is so boringzzzzz

Aurora was so tired the other night she fell asleep on the way to the mall, so I carried her into Sears and plopped her into a shopping cart. Then I enjoyed 30 minutes of quiet shopping. Ahhh. Then she woke up crying. D-oh.

Baby Pup Tent

Here's Aurora, watching her Mickey Mouse from (slightly) inside her new tent.

And there's my missing laundry! I folded it and couldn't figure out where it went, until I looked in the tent and noticed a whole lot more STUFF. Aurora had taken the sheets and towels and padded her tent for more comfort.

Gravy Baby

Aurora barely ate any dinner on Thursday but my mom cleverly offered her the gravy ladle to lick so at least she got some gravy in her.

I try to eat my 8 cups of gravy daily but it doesn't always work out. . .

Saturday Night Bath

My mom filled this bucket the other day (after scrubbing it, of course- she's very tidy) and Aurora enjoyed an after-dinner soak before stretching out in the big pool.

Hair Raising Photos

Aurora and I went to the playground yesterday while Gary and Arlo went to Krispy Kreme and the video game store. For some reason the twisty slide was particularly staticky and I got a couple of pictures of Aurora.

White! White!

Aurora enjoys running around half-naked, and we let her because it means she's more inclined to use the potty by herself without being asked.

Last night she announced that she had to go potty and ran upstairs to do her business. After coming down to high praise, I asked her if she had wiped (she says white instead of wipe.) Instead of answering, she ran over to the stairs and began the trip again. A few minutes later I heard her descending, and turning my head, got a snoutful of toilet paper. Good girl! Can you please put it in the garbage now and not in Mommy's face? Stairs again so she could put it in its proper place. She got a good workout!

The next time I went upstairs, I found hard evidence that she did indeed wipe. At least Mittens hadn't found it and clawed it up! Back into the bathroom it went.