The Helper

My baby girl is becoming a little girl. She's getting taller, and her belly is stretching out - we can hardly call her Jabba the Hut anymore. She's also been "helping" me with things around the house. And by "helping" of course I mean taking something apart while I try to complete a task nearby. This morning I was attempting to hang up clothes, put shoes away, and straighten up our bathroom. Squirms helped by going through a bathroom cabinet, finding mason jar lids bracelets and new teething devices. Seeing how happy she was with mason jar bangles, I just had to stop and grab the camera.

I love to reorganize mom's stuff! I like things best scattered on the floor instead of drawers.

Hmmmm. This one is locked.

Walking with a purpose with her new bracelets.

They make such a lovely noise when I walk from room to room.

Shouldn't I have all my teeth already? How long does a full set take??

My Helper.

In other news, R went bowling with friends on Friday, we went on a date Saturday night, and I met a dear friend for coffee last night. It has rained at least once almost every day recently - bad news for Tanner but good news for the garden - and I've been trying to find lots of new recipes for collard greens since the ones R planted are doing so well. The Squirms is not great at pulling weeds, but she does enjoy picking tomatoes - green or ripe - and then immediately eating them. 

It's thundering again and a giant dog just sat on my feet.