Friday before we took our walk in the park we stopped at the bank where they had a bowl of lollypops at the counter. So I gave one to Camryn to hold, not eat, just to hold, but before I knew it she had peeled a tiny piece of plastic off the top and stuck the lollypop in her mouth. Once she tasted that orange yummyness I knew I'd have a difficult time taking it from her. Inevitably there was a small struggle because I wouldn't let her have it while we were driving to the park, I had to keep reassuring her I'd give it back.
ummm, goood
When I asked her if it was yummy, her face said it all.
Pretty green eyes.
On Saturday morning after we picked up our coffee we stopped at Kim's for her fund raiser garage sale and bought about 10 books and puzzles for Camryn. We basically let her wander around and pick what she wanted and of course, she migrated toward the books. I love my little book lover.
After that we got ready for Tasia's 2nd birthday party. Camryn's hair is now long enough to put into two pony tails and for some reason I thought it would be easy to do but she absolutely FREAKED! It looked so stinkin cute but she was thrashing around just wanting them out, even though I know they weren't pulling her hair. I know this because when I finally gave in and took them out, she still spent the next 10 minutes stomping her feet and crying. I had to show her in the mirror they weren't in anymore before she finally believed me and stopped crying. Kids!
You can barely see the pony. She was being so uncooperative.
This is the best I could do. Funny thing is, two days later she pulled her hair and said "Pony?" as if wanting me to put it back in.
And now on to our "Owie". Sunday we took a walk through MonteVerde Park where there is a mile long sand path through a beautifully landscaped park. Every time Randy and I walk the path we fantasize that one day our back yard will resemble this park. Anyway, instead of walking, like most children age 14 months Camryn likes to run as if she's being chased by something but this time she slipped and fell on her way to us which resulted in "owies" and "booboos" and lots of crying. The owies are such a novelty now that we now discuss them at all times of the day. Strangely enough, I tripped over the dog leash on my way out the front door on Monday morning and acquired my own "owie" so now Camryn and I talk about how mommy got hers and how Camryn got hers.
Ouch!
Poor knees.
Close up.
Mama's owie
