This past weekend was Maggie's cousin's fourth birthday, and of course I have a silly story to tell from it.
Cousin C has a large wooden playset in his backyard, complete with steering wheel and ships telescope - so of course, it is a pirate ship... but not bad pirates, good pirates, the "bad guys" where chasing us. Cousin C announced that his two younger cousins, Maggie and H (same age) would be allowed to be his Matey's. And the two Matey's had jobs - one was to steer and the other had to watch out for bad guys. When bad guys were spotted Cousin C yelled "Oh no! We have to press the Ehn button!"
"The what button C?"
"The Ehn button... EHHN, EHHN, EHHN, EHHN, EHHN!" Imagine a noise similar to that which would eminate from the alarm on a nuclear power plant about to meltdown. Ohhh... the Ehn button, of course!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
New Words
Maggie has some new words for you all. She's still missing a few consanents, but they're pretty close to the real deal...
Bird
Please
Mine
Maggie
Bird
Please
Mine
Maggie
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Team Work
Can you say Daddy's Girl? I may get the pleasure of spending the day with her, but it's easily apparent who she prefers. They have their own version of teamwork these two... Daddy helps Maggie color her coloring book... and Maggie helps Daddy fix the dishwasher....



Saturday, June 20, 2009
Baked Bean
Woo Hoo was it hot yesterday! I'm kind of a wimp about heat, but it didn't seem to bother the Bean any - even though it was hot and stormy all day long, she insisted on some play time with her new climber. Pictures for all the Grannys and Granpas...









Thursday, June 18, 2009
Bloody Nose
Today my baby tried to shove my nose up into my brain and kill me. We were wrestling on the floor, laughing, having a grand old time, when all of a sudden she reached out and grabbed my nose and shoved her thumb up there and stabbed me. Damn that hurt! She gave me a bloddy nose! That girl does not know her own strength - which really is ideal for later years, fending off all those boyfriends.
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