Mostly Annabelle: February 2008

Friday, February 29, 2008

Monkey

Or as she says, "Munk-ah". Poor kid had the runs for a week. We did the Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, Toast thing. She got pretty good at peeling the bananas.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Child Prodigy

Annabelle used a spoon today to actually transfer food from her plate into mouth.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Not something I would have thought of

Sushi Restaurant, eating Salmon sashimi...

Me: Ummm. This is good.
Her: Yes, soooo good... No wonder bears like it.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Steve was lusting over the big chocolate Easter bunnies at the Grocery Store. So yesterday, Annabelle and I picked one up. Got some weird looks from the other people on the check out line who were getting their last minute red roses.

But totally worth it when Annabelle was proudly holding it, waiting, when Dada came home.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Good Dog, Ozzie

After a traumatizing 48-hour ordeal, Ozzie's meds kicked in and he started walking again. He is seemingly good as new, although certain activities are now off limits for him. Such as climbing the stairs at bedtime. So, Ozzie now has his own twin mattress to sleep on in the kitchen. We thought this would be an adequate deterrent.

Night #1: Just turned off the lights. Falling asleep. The unmistakable sound of dog toenails are coming up the stairs. Steve bolts out of bed and carries him upstairs. Then goes back down for the mattress.

Night #2: We drag the mattress upstairs. Both dogs are psyched.

Night #3: Steve decides Ozzie's 100 pound ass will have to sleep in the kitchen. We put a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs. Ozzie scratches at it. We wait. Still scratching. We are not going to give in. Rrrrrooooooooowwwl. The pathetic whining starts. Ozzie wins.

Monday, February 11, 2008

I think she wants juice

Steve: Do you want a baba?
Annabelle: yah.
Steve: Do you want milk?
Annabelle: (defiantly) NO.
Steve: What do you want?
Annabelle: (matter-of-factly) juice.