Dad joined a softball team with other guys from the ward. Yesterday I got to go and watch him play. Here I am cheering him on and giving him pointers. As you notice I am in my pajamas. I was supposed to be in bed, but I cried because I wanted to go so bad. Of course Mom gave in and took me.Thursday, April 30, 2009
Dad's Softball Game
Dad joined a softball team with other guys from the ward. Yesterday I got to go and watch him play. Here I am cheering him on and giving him pointers. As you notice I am in my pajamas. I was supposed to be in bed, but I cried because I wanted to go so bad. Of course Mom gave in and took me.Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Zoo
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Wedding Work
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
First Steps!
I did it! I walked! I walked! Don't pay attention to the overly excited parents in the background (you know how parents can get.... so embarrassing)! Mom had a feeling that she should make sure the video camera was charged last night, so she plugged it in. But she put it on the wrong setting, so it wasn't ready! Can you believe that. Thank goodness there are cell phones.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Dinner at the Park
Grandpa Steve and Mimi came to visit. We got some sandwhiches and took them to Liberty Park. And guess what?! Mom forgot her camera! Can you believe that? It was my fault actually. I was playing with it so it wasn't in the diaper bag. So the pictures are bad because they were from the phone.-
Anyway..... see that huge hill?! I walked all the way up it and back down. Okay, okay... Grandpa helped me. But it still was hard work.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Reflecting Pond
My Daddy is Funny!
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Aspen's Birthday Party
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Mom's Figured It Out
Mom has finally figured it out! For the past little while, I have been a big pain to take grocery shopping. Who wants to sit still in the shopping cart? It is much more fun to try to climb out, or to throw the groceries out of the cart. Well, the last time we went Mom found a balloon and tied it to the cart. I played with it the whole time and behaved myself because Mom said I could take it home if I was really, really good.
Whamoozie! I got to take it home!
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