Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Tiny Dancer

I started dance class this week. This is me practicing 5th position in the kitchen.

I can plie alllllllll the wayyyyyy downnnnnn to the floor....

This mirror is my favorite place to practice. I think I'll be an expert at twirling. Bring on the Nutcracker!



Monday, September 20, 2010

Martha's Craft Corner

"...and then you glue on the googly eyes, and voila! Your apple is complete."

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Poppy

New fave activity: The name game. Tell me the letters and I'll write the word (with illustrations.)

I love Poppy!


Sunday, September 12, 2010

Jane of the Jungle

There's an apple tree at Gramma & Poppy's that I love to climb. (See me with my full head of leaf hair?)

And then I race across the yard, faster than a speeding bullet.


Put your hands in the air if you love the outdoors!!!



Wednesday, September 8, 2010

First Day of School

I woke up excited for my first day of school!

This is how I write my name at age 3.


I ran right into the room and sat down for circle time. Hooray for school!



Sunday, August 29, 2010

Day at the Fair

I started my day at the fair in the petting farm. Such a cute baby goat!

The pig LOVED my shoe. I thought this was hilarious!

Who can resist a lovely carousel ride?


Last year I cried on the teacups, but a year of therapy helped prepare me for this year's happy ride. (Kidding! I will, however, need therapy for the tilt-a-whirl...)



"Little pink Corvette...baby you're much too fast..."




Daddy joined me on the swing ride.



And also the caterpillar roller coaster.



Mommy and I smiling before our tilt-a-whirl ride...




...and me NOT SMILING AT ALL during the ride. What are these people trying to do to me?(See therapy, above.)




A banana crown and one more ride on the carousel put a smile on my face at the end of the day!










Thursday, August 19, 2010

Summer

We're a little sad around here that summer is coming to a close. Along with days at the lake, we've been hanging out in the shade of the backyard.

And picking our cherry tomatoes. Yum! (Mommy thinks so. But not Daddy and me.)