Thursday, April 30, 2009
Are You Sure It's Okay to Crawl on This Floor?
Music Lessons with Daddy
Daddy decided it was time to give Charlotte her first guitar lesson. For this lesson she worked on strumming. We expect her to be playing "Puff the Magic Dragon" by her first birthday! :)
Thursday, April 23, 2009
I'm. in. Love.
In the few minutes he had been out there, he had managed to strike up a conversation about geese with three girls from the apartment complex. It melted my heart. Can't you just see him with lots of daughters? Anyway, soon there after I heard one of the little girls have this conversation with her mom:
Little Girl: Mom, look geese!
mom: oh...
Little Girl: And a baby. Her name is Charlotte. He wants to be a doctor. He likes smelly feet.
It just made me laugh to see how much they had talked about during those few minutes they had been out there. Then the little girl pulled out a book she had about diseases and started reading it to Adam. They were all out there for about 20 minutes. He was so patient and listened to everything she had to say. It was so cute. I'm a lucky girl.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
We Love Aunt Lippy!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Um, NO!
I think we may have created an unintentional Pavlov effect. This morning Charlotte started playing with some wires and when Adam told her "no," she shook her head!
Coloring Eggs, and my pants, and my shirt, and the floor...
John Johnson Farm
Monday, April 6, 2009
8 Months
Friday, April 3, 2009
A Fun Day at the Park Gone Bad
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Our Trip to the Dentist

She came out grinning and informed me that she had no cavities. Then it was my turn. As I sat back in the chair I tried to make small talk as the dental hygienist gathered her stuff. Then she pulled out the grim reaper hook and began "cleaning" my teeth. I don't know where they get the idea that this technique is cleaning. I think she must have broken a sweat as hard as she was scraping my teeth. Then she did some "test" to measure how much my gums bleed by sticking them with a sharp object. I think that this used to be a torture technique that has been taught to modern dentistry. I had to take a look around because I thought maybe I missed the dentist's office and maybe I had accidentally walked into the tattoo/piercing parlor next door. She said,"hmmmm, your gums look like they bleed a little bit more than normal, that's not a good sign". I really just wanted to clamp down on her fingers with my teeth at this point. She then took pictures of my teeth with some high tech fancy camera. Here is the picture they took of my teeth.

If any of you have been around me lately you might have heard me complain of a broken tooth I have had since around November. Well it turns out I have two broken teeth. Both of them are going to have to have root canals done on them, so I get to go back to the dentist tomorrow to let her dig in my mouth some more. I guess maybe I should learn to take better care of my teeth.