Camping

The morning after the screaming. Hot and still to start but breezy and cooler as the night wore on.

Vacation

Grandma and Bernadette.

Sharks

Uncle Paul and Isaiah in Las Vegas

Taking flight

A girl and her book.

Toes

 In the sand

In the water

Not Instagram

 The kids, image shot through a plastic bowl

Ice cream

 Moorne ...

Don't like it? Naw, he's just watching the road.

Beach time

Isaiah and his project.

Playing

With Caden at the Green House graduation party.

Bernadette's vocabulary

ummy -- food
moorne (generally accompanied by gestures): more ummy
eat -- her newest call for food
baaa -- sheep
blue -- the smoothies Marian made for breakfast
side -- outside
easah -- pizza
ball -- ball


She's also singing "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" with varying levels of enuciation depending on the word and she sings some other songs that I can't identify.

She repeats some of her favorite stories including "Hoff!!" ("Drummer Hoff"). And this morning she was talking about "Where's Spot," saying "No. No Way."

Fire engine

In the dress Aunt Marty made

Bernadette

 For a while I was worried that I was slighting Bernadette and taking more pictures of Isaiah. I think that tide has turned.

Salesman

Isaiah spent quite some time the other day organizing his cars and trucks into a dealership.  And every time Bernadette ambled over wanting to play with one of them, he informed her, "Make it ten bucks and she's yours."

More hats

Baseball!

Christmas video

Time machine

I'm working on the backlog of unprocessed video. Here's a classic from November.

Napping

 Marian takes advantage of a quiet moment to document the goings on in the living room.

Book him

 Isaiah certainly likes his books.

The Right Words

Here are a couple of descriptions Isaiah came up with this week to replace words he didn't know.  I didn't tell him afterwards what the "right words" were.  You'll see why. :)

"This boat is peanut-colored [tan/beige]."

"I smell the breath of trucks [exhaust]."

Mad hatter

 Riding in the car with her hat pulled low, and highly amused.

Trying to put Cynthia's hat on Momma.

Yum

Grandpa brought ice cream when he visited recently.

Notes

Me as I pushed Isaiah: "booster rocket."
Bernadette in the adjacent swing, almost chanting: "rocket, rocket, rocket, rocket, rocket, rocket."

 Bernadette after pretty much everything in the firehouse drove past, sirens and lights in action: "Again!" She also says this after some of her new favorite books, including "Drummer Hoff" and "Oh My Oh My Oh Dinosaurs."

Coffee filter breakfast hats

Rain doesn't mean no play

A note from Grandma

The Winnie-the-Pooh exercise song is running in my head this morning, and while ‘playing’ I hear Isaiah’s very enthusiastic:  “I’m ready, I want to exercise now” . . .  and he wants to do yoga with me which encompasses 30 seconds of poses and then immediately goes into playing cats. . . 

Bernadette is of course, a loyal supporter of all these activities.