The life and happenings of an archaeologist, geologist, a little girl, and a baby boy.
Friday, January 14, 2011
So I am a little late...
But Merry Christmas anyway. We went to visit my family for Christmas and had a great time. Here are a few pictures of the festivities. On Christmas Eve we had a nativity. Grandma (aka Mary) needed a hug, even though Charlie had already claimed Grandma's lap. I don't think she minded too much.
Who knew that the wise men also doubled as Comet and Dasher. Santa must have stolen the wise men for his reindeer.
Dancer makes a great sheep.
Ember had a hard time figuring out what she was. She was a donkey one minute, then an angel, and later she was a shepherd.

Char made a great baby Jesus, as long as he could have his bottle too.
Christmas morning we opened presents. Ember was more excited about her cousin's loot then her own, but who could blame her when they got these cool planes to ride.
After awhile Ember snuck away to Char's therapy room and played with all the toys in there. She is a sucker for a cell phone, even the toy ones are fun.
We had a great Christmas and I hope all of you did as well.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Ho Ho Ho!
These Boots are made for walking...
Ember is such a girly girl. I don't know where she came from. She loves to walk around carrying a purse and to put necklaces and bracelets on. She has recently discovered a new favorite pastime...
She will bring me any of the shoes in our closet and beg to have them put on her feet. High heels and Josh's heavy work boots are her favorites. She walks best in this ballet flats though and now she can get this pair on by herself without any help at all.
We have also recently discovered that she is a sorter. She arranged her letters at bathtime like this:

She was in the process of moving the blue ones from the center to the side when she got out, that is why the K is still in the middle. She was very methodical about moving them and putting them in the right group. It is pretty funny.
We have officially entered tantrum stage and I don't like it at all. She is the type that will fall down on the ground and pound her fists when things don't go her way. Anyone know what to do about that?
She will bring me any of the shoes in our closet and beg to have them put on her feet. High heels and Josh's heavy work boots are her favorites. She walks best in this ballet flats though and now she can get this pair on by herself without any help at all.
We have also recently discovered that she is a sorter. She arranged her letters at bathtime like this:
She was in the process of moving the blue ones from the center to the side when she got out, that is why the K is still in the middle. She was very methodical about moving them and putting them in the right group. It is pretty funny.
We have officially entered tantrum stage and I don't like it at all. She is the type that will fall down on the ground and pound her fists when things don't go her way. Anyone know what to do about that?
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Our Little Turkey
Mama
Dada
Ca - Car
Nana - Banana
Boon - Balloon
Eesse - Cheese
Cracka - Cracker
Dug - Dog
bowawa - Bow wow wow
baall - Ball
do-wap do-wap, do-wap - When your up your up
Baba - Bubbles or Bottle depending on her mood
Saturday, October 30, 2010
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