Delinquent blogging makes for really long posts. These photos cover the course of June's 16th-20th month of life!
June can't seem to fit enough flower-smelling in a day.
This lovely vining hyacinth came to us all the way from PA.
It doesn't have a very long season in the NorthWest, but it made the East Coast feel closer.
Last warm boat-ride of the season with Gpa- June still seems to have the baby reflex that causes her to gasp in the wind. I hope she hangs onto it just a while longer!
This girl has no fear. We worry about her self-preservation mechanism!
Trucker-style: who needs a cig' when one's got a bink?
Our not-so-fun hospital "staycation" to treat June's pneumonia:
For the first two days, it was painful to see June so out of character and struggling to breathe. I had never experienced that feeling of panicy helplessness with either of my children. Yuck.
...but the third day was difficult simply because she had bounced-back...maintaining a high-energy toddler who is attached to an i.v. and blood pressure cord is a challenge. Here she is entertaining us from inside her hospital crib-cage.
'wings and 'lides = June's no.1 source of joy
First day of nursery:
Don't be deceived by the expectant look on her face. Lots of tears on both ends here. It's been almost two months, and we still haven't discovered a happy way to part.
Fish Lake: our neighborhood swimming hole.
So pleased to discover that she is still a buoyant baby!
Schweitzer Fall Festival
No matter how much we train, squeezable yogurts and the fine-motor skills of a toddler don't mix.
Gma K took us to the circus.
June had a glorious time and participated in every act with shrieks and dancing.
This souvenir (courtesy of Gma K)spent the following day obscuring June's vision.
June has developed an aversion to her high chair. This is her demeanor after losing the battle:
...rather, she STRONGLY prefers this stool...her self-designated "eat table."
We had broken hearts over June's broken heart at our county fair. She didn't qualify for a single ride.
June could spend a whole hour just bopping around on the trampoline. Unfortunately, her solo time doesn't last long... Mia is quick to apply chaos to this sweet scene.
Feeling disgruntled that Mom won't let me taste these juicy-looking berries!
I am taking an Adele hiatus for the year. The disc needed to be "lost." Whoops... sorry girls!
Oh, the novelty of a laundry basket!