Saturday, October 30, 2010

Grandma Christopher's birthday

We celebrated a very special birthday with Great Grandma in Sterling.  
As is our tradition, we had a wild and rowdy time!

Fall frollicking

Until next year

We had one last hoorah at Elitche's and of course we had to go on Kathryn's favorite ride- Ghost blasters. It's pretty spooky, but that's kind of her thing.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Spooky 'jamas

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Here we go, little potato

Every night right before she goes to sleep, I sing Kathryn a song of her choice. Lately she has asked for "Here we go, Little Tomato". As when she asks for any song I don't know, I made something up. (For the longest time, she had me sing the theme song to The Never Ending story. I have absolutely NO clue what any of the actual words are but I faked it, rhymes, scansion and all. She either never caught on or she was humoring me.) At any rate, the silly tomato song- she thinks it's hilarious. She loves vegetables. Mostly in a plant them, pick them, wash them, sing about them, play with them sort of way. The other evening I was boiling potatoes. She asked to hold the littlest one before I put it in. Then she told me she wanted it to be her snuggle bud that evening. Thankfully, we have a book about a pumpkin who dreams of being a jack o' lantern, and we made up a story about how this potato wanted to be made into fancy mashed potatoes with butter on top, and enjoyed by a very special little girl. It got us out of having her snuggle the potato that night, but of course you know which song she wanted to hear when bedtime came.
Daddy has always been in charge of the bedtime routine, a very special time for him and the girls. The highlight is story time; nobody one can read a story like him- nobody.

The sleepy storm

Niamh falls asleep at dinner like this at least once a week. Sometimes her afternoon nap has a late or absent start because she is always on the go and doesn't want to settle down. Sometimes her nap is cut short when she hears Kathryn. Being buckled in, tummy full, with Kathryn not talking while she has food in her mouth create this perfect sleepy storm.