Daphne, at this very moment, is sitting next to me changing Patty’s “poopy diaper” (her words not mine). Don’t remember who Patty is? It’s her doll that we got while she was in New York last year.
She was sitting there saying, “Mama, DaDEE, Poop” as she put one of her own diaper covers on Patty.
She will make a good little mama someday.
We have had our fair share of illness this “winter” so far. Daphne had a cold, which I associated with teething until she passed it on to Jared and I.
Then, we went to a dinner party, and caught the stomach flu. Ewww.
Daphne woke up one night telling me that she had to “poop” and she promptly threw up. After that, “poop” was code word for “I’m going to vomit all over the sheets so you’d better watch out, but I’m not going to give you enough warning to get out of the way.”
I spent all of Sunday cleaning every textile in the house.
After we thought it was all over, I ended up catching it yesterday. Thankfully, Daphne was still feeling badly, so we spent the whole day laying in bed together sleeping. It was actually kind of nice.
Today, I’m back to getting the house in order after all that chaos!
At least that is what they tell me.
More Noah cuteness for you.
Isn’t baby Noah adorable?
We went tomato picking with Daphne and she had a good time running around causing trouble.
Jared should like this photo of his two twenty pound friends.
Daphne likes to crawl into the space where the dog bed is and hang out with him. I’m not sure that Flaff is happy about it, but she sure enjoys herself.
She can hardly keep her clothes on sometimes.
