We have a Tricycle Rider!

Yep, this weekend Brooklyn started riding her tricycle by pedaling it with her feet instead of the "flintstone" method she had been using. She looked like such a pro! She's growing so fast and learning so many things...I'm truly amazed.

First Hair Cut!!!

We took Brooklyn to have her little bangs trimmed. Of course they saved her hair for us and gave her a certificate.



Brooklyn did so well. I was proud of how she sat quietly and bravely in the chair with the plastic apron wrapped around her.



She's part of the third generation in John's family to have a hair cut at this particular shop. John, his dad, his brother, and his nephew all get their hair cut here. The shop is for men but what better place to have your first hair trim?



A sweet girl from our church (Britney) gave the hair cut while Daddy got his hair cut in the next chair over.



All the patrons were so patient with my endless picture taking. They were all dads and grandpas themselves and had been in our shoes before.



And now you can clearly see Baby Girl's bright blue eyes and sweet little face! Can you tell she loved her balloon?

Brooklyn,

You are so cute. You heard me sneeze this morning and told me "bless you."

I love how you are growing and learning every day. Your vocabulary is increasing in leaps and bounds. You can sing several parts of the ABC song. Sometimes you surprise us with the things you say.

You are amazing, little girl.

Love,
Mommy

Ching!

My friends and I toast our glasses to many occasions...new jobs, birthdays, pregnancies, graduations etc. Even a home remodel project well done gets a 'cheers' from all.

Seeing this, Brooklyn wants in on the action and will thrust out her sippy cup to have someone 'ching' her glass with theirs. It's quite funny when we are sitting at home having dinner with no particular celebration going on, to see her out of the clear blue, sitting in her high chair, announce "ching!" while holding her cup out. And of course Daddy and I oblige.

Another funny thing she does (thanks to her Aunt Sarah) is eat whole olives off of her fingers. I'd love to have a picture of her cute little fingers wearing olive caps.

Well one night she and Daddy were sharing a snack of olives. He put one on his finger and when she saw it she yelled "ching!" and they had to toast their olive fingers. Here's to cuteness!

Valentine's Day

My valentine is a fantastic man, husband, father and friend. We are starting our 8th year of marriage and I would not change one single thing.

So my valentine and I decided to have dinner at the same seafood restaurant we had our first date so long ago. We chatted about the first date and the mystery surrounding that night...were we even on a date? *shrugging* I don't know. I thought we were just friends. What does that even mean, by the way? We talk nearly every day. It kind of feels like a date. Are we dating? What does that even mean? Okay, so let me get this straight...we are dating then? Yes, that's fine with me. After all, I DO like you. A lot.

Teeheehee. Good times.

Happy Valentine's Day!

(made these sweet bean bag hearts for Brooklyn and the other kids in her daycare class.)

Spreken zie sassy?

Why yes, yes I do speak Sassy!