The babe and I tagged along for a trip over to Nana and Papas to feed/water the animals tonight.  We weren’t much help… unless playing with the dogs counts.

There was lots of grass picking.

Until she finally spotted the cows.  Good thing she knows a cow says “moo”- she told them allll about it.

They stood staring at her just like this for the longest time.

They were trying to figure out what that tiny, fish lipped thing was :)

We gathered eggs…. and P dropped an egg.  We’re in big trouble!  Let’s just say my cute photo op didn’t work out so well.

Lemme’ get it Daddio!

P checked on the pumpkin plants and was impressed with their growth.

Sweet baby toes!

I had the vision of an aqua Radio Flyer wagon I couldn’t get out of my head.  Perfect for the babe to ride around in at Nana & Papa’s, the farmer’s market, Christmas tree farm, you get what I mean.  Problem is, Radio Flyers are red.  Gorgeous shiny red.  I wanted aqua… and the husband made it happen with a little spray paint and a lot of determination.  :)  Okay, actually, there was a lot of spray paint too.  The project turned into a much bigger project than planned but the wagon turned out so perfect!  Good work Daddio!

A wagon ride isn’t complete without her pal the sheep.

A good portion of the ride was spent with her flailing her arms around with delight.

And chewing on her shoes.  I’m not sure what companies are putting into baby shoes these days, but it must taste good because she looooves them!

Happy Monday Ya’ll!

Happy Father’s Day to the two best Daddios around!  Presley and I are lucky to have both of you.

{wedding photo by the fabulous Amanda K Photography}

I have a confession.  The babe has been held to sleep… every day of her life.  every.single.day.

I hear other Mommas talk about how their little ones jibber jabber themselves to sleep alone in their crib and I think that’s amazing.  Think of all the time I could save and things I could get done (dishes!).

But then nights like tonight happen when I fall asleep in her glider.  That good kind of sleep, the kind that you just slip into on accident.  Then you wake up warm, with a sweaty baby head squished up against your head and you realize that she will probably be ten years old and you’ll still be doing this.  Because it’s that kind of perfection.

Look out!  Crazy legs coming through!  :)  Does this mean I’m officially the Momma of a TODDLER??

The babe is all about giving “love” to everyone these days.  She will love on her books, the floor, toys, chairs, people and stuffed animals.  It’s pretty darn cute.

Mr. Pony just hanging out minding his own business.

Little did he know he was about to get some lovin’.

Outta that basket and time to get mauled!

On the walking front, she took about 12 steps in a row today.  I just know it’s going to click for her any day now.  Until then, she keeps me on my toes waiting for it to happen!