December 30, 2013

December 12, 2013

December 11, 2013

Amelia


On the move








Of course, she still prefers to be picked up

Nothing better than dancing with daddy.


December 8, 2013

Early December Fun

Amelia the pirate with her spyglass and loot.

Large box = way more fun than any toys.

I'm so big. And extra cool with my pant leg rolled up.

I asked Daddy to put Mommy's shirt on me. He did. Now I'm going to climb the slide.

Oooohhhh. Treeeeeeee. 

A pintrest success story. Calming jars. Not sure how calming they are but they came out exactly as pictured. 

A typical morning at the Reed household. Diapers need folding. Toys everywhere. Amelia sitting on the potty (but not producing anything), Erica in a box. Maybe that sounds bad. 

Hey, the box has a door at least.

So big. How did she get so big? My baby three-year-old.

This is what Erica did when I tried to get her to stand by the measuring giraffe. Tantrums at one. Great.

She was really quiet for a while and I found her here.

Erica is really becoming a daddy's girl. Except when she wants to eat. But otherwise she loves him!

Dining by candle-light. She "asks" to have the candles lit every time she sits in her high chair. She points at them and blows. That's her sign for "please light the candles so I can eat, what are we? Riff-raff? Come on."