Monday, May 31, 2010

One last look at the green

Can you tell Kaylee likes grass?
We had to make one last stop at the park near Uncle Ry's beach to check it out.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Didn't even have to use my AK

Several hours spent at the beach. Mostly in the sand.
But Kaylee did get brave enough to get in the water - right around the time the tide started rolling in.
Big waves. Little girl. Lotta fun.

Art appreciation

I love coloring with the kid.
Can you tell which ones she did?

"I'm writing a note ...

... about Grandma Cindy and Grandpa Charlie and how much I love them
but they are always so far away."

Saturday, May 29, 2010

"When I grow up...

... I want to be a soldier and a ballerina."
Well, with the help of Uncle Ry we've got the soldier part down. Now we just need a tutu.

Friday, May 28, 2010

Spider-Man part deux

We stopped in Toys R Us last night and Kaylee asked to ride in the car with her "best friend Spider-Man."
The same one seen in this post.
My how they have grown.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Budding artist

Kaylee drew this picture of me tonight, unassisted. Looks pretty darn
good – especially when you consider I haven't shaved all week.
And she gave me a little hair on top.
She's so generous.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Taking Care of Her Friends

So for about a week now we've been talking to Kaylee about how she's going to start a new school soon. We've talked about what she's going to do there, and somehow she's decided that learning about dinosaurs means she'll be hunting for them as if they were alive. That puts this new school at the top of her cool-but-a-little-bit-scary list, which is an apt description of how I'm feeling about the whole situation.
Today Kaylee told me something that made me want to cry and smile at the same time (I opted for smiling a big grin). We're on our way home from daycare and she's telling me about her day. Some days she wants to talk, other days she doesn't. Today was somewhere in between. Sort of out of the blue she asks if she can visit her friend Cleia after she goes to her new school. (Cleia and she have become quite attached to each other.) Then she tells me that Cleia is going to miss her soo soo much when she goes to her new school. She tells me that she asked Dominic if he would be Cleia's friend while she was gone and he said "Yes!" Her eyes were a little sad (or maybe it was the allergies) but her smile was so big.
I told her I was so happy she was making sure her friend had someone to play with after she was at her new school. My baby's growing up... (I get the feeling I'm going to be saying that a lot.)

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

"Dad ..."

"... my poop is brown like my eyes and my hair."

Friday, May 14, 2010

You know what's awesome?

Fresh chocolate-covered stawberries.
Especially when you're allowed to double-dip.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

This week (so far) in Kaylee-isms

"When I grow up, I'm going to be a soldier. And a ballerina."

"Momma, will you call my teachers at home and ask if it's OK if I bring my brain to school?"

"I'm sorry I dropped Cinderella in the toilet."

Upon picking her up from school: "Yay! Daddy! You didn't died!"

Sunday, May 09, 2010


I have no idea what the hell she is singing about.

But it's cute, no?

Happy Mother's Day

Kaylee and I would like to take this opportunity to thank Racheal (Grammys, Grandma Cindys and GGs too) for everything she does. The big things, the little things and the things that are so small that no one even notices – but would miss if the were gone. The meals. The cleaning. The play time. The hugs. Especially the hugs.
Go hug your Mom guys. Seriously, she deserves it.

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Sunday, May 02, 2010

Let's go fly a kite ...

After subjecting my daughter to Free Comic Book Day – complete with Stormtroopers (and no, they weren't asking for papers, the law doesn't go into effect for a while still) – I suggested a trip to the park to help balance out her geek levels for the day.
Rae suggested and picked up a kite. Glad she did. We kept that thing in the air for a good 45 minutes.
Pictures below. No captions required.