The day is getting near when number 2 is going to arrive. Thought I just post a picture of number 1 at about 3 months old. Or how about at just over a year old (probably about 13 or 14 months.)The curly hair hasn't kicked in yet...or maybe those little feathers of hair on the side are just a warning of what was to come! And in this picture she's already showing her love of 'accessories'!

And now at 2 years old!

A full head of hair and a full set of teeth and a whole lot of attitude!
And apparently this morning, daddy was off to the jungle.
Mommy: Good morning Little Girl.
Lil' Miss: Daddy's in the jungle.
Mommy: Oh, is he?
Lil' Miss: Daddy's gone to the jungle.

People! Lil' Miss spent her first night away from home! At Gramma's house! Did she survive? Did mommy survive? We'll find out soon enough....she should be strolling home with Gramma in hand here soon.

It's cold here again. And lightly snowing. Back to winter for us. Guess it's time to go clean those bathrooms.....blah.

How is it that the temperatures can go from -25 degrees C plus wind chill, and 3 days later we're up around -2 degrees C with no wind chill or westerly/southern winds? Well it's happening. I'm not complaining or anything, but it is January and I expect a whole lot more of the cold to be a-coming our way. Having said that, we've tried to take full advantage of the lovely weather. And of course with lovely weather comes a slight melting of the snow. Not super good for building snowmen, but partially good. I hope Mrs. Frosty lasts longer than just today.

Notice that Mrs. Frosty has a little Frosty beside her. Courtesy of Lil' Miss. I almost though we might be making an army of Frosties....then she got side tracked. (Of course the army of Frosties takes me back to a Calvin and Hobbes cartoon were Calvin makes a city of snowmen, then comes along and 'godzillas' them - just popped into my mind as I was building little Frosty).
We got sidetracked by the toboggan. Tobogganing for us right now consists of pulling Lil' Miss around the block on the toboggan. It took me a bit, the first time, to convince her that this was indeed actually a fun thing for her. But the snow was so deep that the toboggan would keep trying to tip over and she did not think that was enjoyable. Plus it was -25 degrees C and some extra wind chill on top of that, and I don't think she liked any part of the situation. I would have to agree with her partially. Walking into the wind chill, even just for a block, sucked. Anyhow. She likes the toboggan now and would probably ride in down a small decline....if I had the energy to actually take her to a hill and try it.

Note: She insisted on having her sunglasses on this afternoon. I didn't blame her.

And one last picture, posing with the Frosties.

It's the new year and I'd like to try and keep up with this blog a little more regularly. So I'm thinking on a new feature.........

"Things your child says"

Little Miss comes up with some of the funniest stuff. It's like she takes in everything around her, then lets it spill out her mouth before she can think it through or censor it. Well, I guess she is two. Everything to her is new and amazing still. When was the last time I felt like that? So I'm hoping that by posting these bits and bobs that come out of her mouth, that I'll actually post more on this blog. Then all the family can hear about it at the time it happens. Like this morning for example....

'She gets up at just after 7am (a good time I think) and I take her into bed with me so we can just hang out for a bit. She's laying in bed and begins to tell me...."Spiders scratch the walls" Oh really, I ask. "Mommy, spiders make scratches on the walls". I ask, Spiders can scratch the walls? "Yes mommy, spiders scratch the walls. But not the monsters. They're outside in the snow."

So she's had this bit of an obsession with monsters lately. I try not to encourage it because it makes me think she's scared of monsters. But I don't know if that's true or not. But she likes to talk about them. Anyhow, the scratches she's referring to are a couple of scratches on our bedroom wall from where our bed headboard used to sit. The corners nicked away some of the neutral paint to reveal the bright red underneath. She always picks at them when she comes to jump on our bed. Who taught her that anyhow...that it was ok to jump on my bed????????