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Messy McMessy strikes AGAIN!

Messy McMessy strikes AGAIN!

As we were packing some of Bug's old clothes to give to her cousin, baby Lo, we discovered this.

 It didn't take long for her to do this because I was in the room.  I had no idea what happened.  
Parental FAIL.




On Friday night we met up with some friends for dinner.  It was a "late" (7:30pm) dinner for Bug, so we prayed she would last.  She not only lasted, but hammed it up for everyone too!  Bug was able to take a half hour nap while we drove to the restaurant and waited for a table.  So I think she prepped herself for a Friday night of fun.  Here's our well-rested Bug at the restaurant.


Bug and Tita Nara

 Learning how to dip her bread in marinara sauce. Lessons from Tito Peter/China.


Eating pasta and pizza with Tita Ingrid

"Sharing" with Uncle Phil.


 Learning how to "high five".  This was truly an educational dinner.


Best.  Friends.  Ever.

On Saturday we went to Uncle Kris and James' house for a swim, but first, we had to have a fudge pop to cool off.  THIS was the result.


Who needs toys when you've got a pan and spatula?



Obviously not a baby-proofed home, but then again, I don't think ours is either.

 After spending all of Sunday with Mama and Papa while Mommy and Daddy watched the new Batman movie, we went to Uncle Scott's for a BBQ.  Mmmm....

Then we came home and pushed "Baby Lo" and "Guck" around on the YBike.  I told her she'd have a hard time, but apparently no one gets left behind. :)

Bug is learning so quickly these days.  We really have to watch what we say and do.  She mimics everything.  She's getting a lot better at animal sounds and saying...

"No, no, no, no, no."

"Go!"

"Don't!"

"Moo cow."

God Bless,
Kat

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