Water girl

As Amélie headed out the back door after her nap yesterday she bolted for the sprinkler and we didn't stop her. This is how it went...



and



and finally she ended up basking in the warm sun.

The beginning...

It's been a while since we've chatted, which probably means it's summer. Thank GOD for summer. I've been relaxing, playing with the babe, and enjoying the weather by carrying canoes or frantically meeting friends for dinner in between tennis matches. All is well, the little A has two almost three teeth coming in and she is close to crawling. Does it seem like yesterday I was trying to cram in my first year finals in between having a baby? Wow.

It seems like many new friends have arrived... Lily, Sumalee, Wyatt, and Gretta. We are thrilled and super excited to play soon. For those of you looking seeking a nanny-for-hire, I feel extremely special to have secured one that I know pays attention to the munchkin and loves her almost as much as the mom. The grandpa even delivers bouquets in the morning as he greets the family. Ummm, jealous yet?? Sorry, he's taken...
Oh, and it's almost been two years since the dad & mom have been married. What are we doing this anniversary weekend, you ask? We're taking a short drive to be part of a very special wedding with which the mom has the pleasure of serving as a maid to the bride. It should be a good time spent with great friends. Even though the A won't be attending, we will definitely update with photos of the soon-to-be gorgeous bride.

One more thing, this is A's favorite new video. A special song shared by mom & A in their first days together.



Remember to enjoy every minute of the summer. It's way too short.

Summer Snacks

Life is good. We've been enjoying the calm of the summer. Our house is so inviting this summer, even so much that cardinals have built a nest in our flower basket. We're eagerly awaiting the sight of five little baby birds.



Amélie continues to get bigger. For real, this girl is heavy, her thighs are huge, and she grows fuzz in her fat rolls. I think she would eat anything. Here is the proof. The poor cardinals look as though they'll be fatherless.

Guilty puppy-dog eyes

Each morning, I have my routine as everyone does... but it seems that lately Bho has either made me extra slow, extra sleepy or just plain more sentimental than normal (you'll understand in a minute).

My thrilling mornings go a little like this: Craig gets up before me, wakes me up slowly with his loud getting-dressed noises (who knew looking this good was SO loud?) while I toss and turn and the Boo hogs the bed, I mean, snuggles the pillows. It seems that finally, Craig gives me a kissy and leaves. Normally, I fall asleep for about fifteen minutes while my alarm is blasting than frantically rush into the shower wishing I would have just gotten up when he woke me the first time. After I find some resemblance of professionalism, I usually fly around the kitchen putting together a lunch. I should have realized by now that my mom is damn smart (I don't need any comments from Bho's grandma on this one though). I always thought she was such a nerd or do-goodie by making lunches the night before but today I realize she either also had a hard time getting her butt out of bed or dragging me out of bed.

Well, my final but very important piece of the routine includes cuddling the Boo and giving her my goodbyes. Maybe this is why we have such a neurotic / needy dog? I'm not sure... but I do know that our dog gets majorly depressed when she knows we're leaving.
This morning was no exception. Not only did she give me that puppy-dog look, she refused to kiss me. I tried to hug her extra tight, I even put on minty chapstick, which she normally devours... I even told her that I'd stay home from work and play outside with her. No reaction, no perk, nothing. I left this morning with gut-rot, a pit in my belly that my depressed little Boo would be under the bed crying. However, as I walked down our front steps heading to the bus stop... I heard her sweet, whining bark and I turned like in a dramatic movie and saw her head in the front window shouting, "have a great day mom!"

OH, one more thing... all my coworkers in Sweden or in other fanciful Europeon destinations are off for the next month due to "summer holiday." My good mood just turned into raging jealousy. Maybe Bho is causing moodswings? Does that mean I have to admit to them though?