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23 month Bug and a lack of fireworks.

Happy 23 months and 3 days to Bug!
New development as of yesterday- she now refers to herself by her middle name, Christy.

For the long weekend, we headed to Arizona for some Conner-Milne-Dressler fun!  You may be wondering why we'd travel to the hottest place in life during the heat wave.  Well, when you're sitting in a pool for more than 5 hours a day, drinking cocktails, and surrounded by laughter, you barely notice the heat. :)  Thank you, Uncle Jason and Auntie Kristin ("Keesteen" to Bug) for being such awesome hosts!

After arriving in Arizona, I took a test shot with the camera and someone snuck in the background.  Cute and creepy all at the same time.

4th of July.  Early start in the pool before everyone else woke up.


These two breakfast buddies.  Buggy teaching Uncle Scott about colors during breakfast.











Uncle Jason the police officer. We may or may not have told Buggy that he would put her in jail if she didn't do what we asked.  :P

Mangoes and chips and salsa- the perfect pool time snack combination.


She even managed to take a nap each day so the adults could keep on swimming without worrying about a little someone in the pool.

Then she woke up and got right back in. :)


After pool hair, otherwise known as her hair.

To honor the firefighters who lost their lives in Arizona recently, Auntie Kristin came up with a brilliant idea to light 19 candles and put 19 flags in front of her house.  Unfortunately, it was short-lived.  The night wind did not agree with us.

We did get one good shot before the candles either turned off or set the bags on fire.  :/


We saw some fireworks from a distance on the 4th, but not many.  Seriously, when the temperature is 95 degrees after midnight, who wants to sit outside and wait?  I'd rather jump back into the pool!

To beat the heat in good ol' AZ, we spent the majority of the day inside.  However, we did make a treck to the outlet mall for an hour and went to lunch!


Another development- whining for no reason.  Wait.  Is this a recent development?

Okay, now this is a recent development- running away from my camera.  Nooo!

Bug's "kids table" at Auntie Kristin's house.  She loved it.

And she finally got her feet to stay up.

Yet another nap...which meant...

...more drinks for Grandma and Mommy.  Even better, more pool time with those drinks!


Obviously Buggy was upset with Uncle Scott.  Not sure why.  Bad mood Bug.

Bug has found a new love for the pool since being at the Milne house.  I'm pretty sure we won't be having many more tantrums over baths and we'll be able to enjoy our pool more often on the weekends.

The last night there, we celebrated Auntie Kristin's birthday with lots of cheesecake!

Devoured by Bug.



On our way home, we stopped to have some lunch and grab some Starbucks for the last leg of our trip.


Other not-so-new and new developments:
1- Mommy and Daddy are still exhausted trying to keep up with this firecracker of a kid.

2- Bug is now full-time in her big kid class, where she's been practicing her thinking skills in the "thinking" chair, otherwise known as the "time out" chair to regular people.  There were a few consecutive days where she was put in that "thinking" chair each day for scratching a little boy.  Poor little boy A.  He's the calmest, nicest kid and never fights back and she had to pick on him?  I'd feel less guilty if the kid attacked her and then she scratched him.  There is no justification for the scratching, but did ya' have to pick on the calmest, quietest little boy A?  ::SIGH::  Good news- no scratching since that week.  Yippee!

One more month until this kiddo turns 2.  WAH!

God Bless,
Kat






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