Brooke loves temples. She talks about how she wants to go to the temple. Dallas and I have told her that she can go when she gets bigger. (We have found we have to be careful when we tell her she’s such a big girl because then she says, “I’m bigger! I go to temple now?”)
Since she is now bigger and one year older, we decided to take her to the temple and have a picnic on the grass. It was perfect weather, and we had a great time.
After our picnic, we ran home, put the girls down for naps, and prepared for Brooke’s birthday party. Stay tuned…
Brooke has enjoyed peeling the eggs that we hard-boiled and dyed for Easter. She also gets a little bowl and mashes the egg up and then offers it to me or Dallas.
One day I declined the egg. Brooke took it back to the kitchen and was busy for a long time. I was happy to have a few moments to myself so I didn’t bother her.
When I finally went into the kitchen to see what she was up to, I saw she had crumbled the egg into a million little pieces. She had sprinkled these pieces all over the kitchen floor. She was “feeding the birds”. It’s funny that she has somehow picked up on the fact that birds eat small, round things that are scattered about…and yet, she hasn’t picked up on the fact that THERE ARE NO BIRDS IN OUR HOUSE.
In other news, Caroline, our nine-month old baby, can finally roll over! And she can crawl! And today she even pulled herself up to standing! It was a big week as far as developmental milestones are concerned.
Caroline’s also been working hard on growing some hair. One day I decided it was time to put a bow in it.
She looks so cute before her nap.
But after her nap, she looked like this…
…and she was chewing on the rubber band that I had used to secure her hair. Yikes! No more hair accessories for her at nap time.
A couple of days ago, I took the girls outside to play. Brooke had some new sidewalk chalk she wanted to try out. She said, “Mom, I’m going to draw a sun.”
A few minutes later, she showed me this:
DO YOU SEE THAT? It’s a sun! My little girl actually drew something recognizable. There’s just something so cheery about little-kid artwork.
