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Courage

Of all the things I hope for in life for Bug, the thing that ranks pretty high is that she grows up to be courageous- that she has the courage to stand up for what she believes in, has the courage to pursue her dreams, the courage to believe in herself and others, the courage to have faith in God and retain it, and the courage to love with all her heart.  I realize all of this being courageous business is going to take work on our part as her parents, but also on her part.  It's going to be a journey.  I feel like I'm still working on that myself.  For now, Buggy is just working on the courage to get on the swing at the park and although she has yet to conquer that fear, she has conquered one thing- the slide- all three of them at the park. :)  We're starting small here.

She looks like she's going faster than she really is.

Okay, fine.  Here she's actually sliding pretty quickly.

We've been doing a lot of park days since it doesn't get dark until late.  We can take some extra time to hang with Daddy even if he gets home a little later than we do.


Skeptical about working out.  I feel ya', kiddo.






When Daddy's home early enough to hang out, things get really exciting and we head to Trader Joe's! :)  That means Mommy can do some grocery shopping while Daddy and Bug sample some snacks.



TJ's welcome wagon.  She hates leaving this place.

On Friday night, Daddy and Mommy had a mini movie date at home when Bug went to bed.  By the time we got home from the park, went grocery shopping, and put Bug to bed, wine, cheese, and crackers was the most well-rounded meal we could come up with for dinner. :)

As always, Mommy is the only person awake before 8:15am.  Obviously my kid has taken after her Daddy.  I would go run or something, but I discovered that I can actually catch up on all my shows between 6am-8am. :)  That is obviously a lot more fun than running or working out.

On Saturday Bug attended a birthday party for one of her classmates while Mommy attended a bridal shower.

Leilah is much more courageous than Bug when it comes to climbing things, but Bug is learning how to keep up pretty quickly.













At parties, Bug usually goes from playing with all the kids, to supervising.  It never fails.  She's more of an organizer, rather than a participant.  

Daddy is not the least bit concerned that she might fall over.  In fact, I think he helped her stack those foams and get up there.  (I'm assuming.)  You must think I'm paranoid. Well, if you've ever witnessed how little balance my kid has when she's standing still, even less when she's walking, and none when she's running, you'd think my paranoia was validated.

Group picture!  Most of these kids are from Bug's school.  It's nice when they're all contained with nowhere to go.  That's just my opinion, though.


On Sunday, Tita Ingrid and Tito Peter had a swim party and Bug was able to meet the rest of the Asian crew.  It was like a college reunion.  So fun...except this time Bug was walking around telling everyone what to do.  What's new?  She dragged everyone to the pool and once there, she wouldn't go inside.  Again, what's new?


The Asians (and Daddy).

One thing about Bug is that although she is not quick to jump into any activity, she is well-thought out and calculated (obviously a trait she got from Daddy).  So, she might stand on the sidelines for awhile, watching how a game is played or to see how things work before she plays with them, but when she does it, she does it well.  So it took her a few trips to the park to go down the slide alone.  When she did it, she could not stop and she was fearless! 

God Bless,
Kat

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