Life is Good for Lash!

Here is a perfect little slice of Molly's life. Crusin' down the hallway of her new house in her pink convertible with her pigtails blowing in the breeze. She's got her "party shoes" in the trunk (shiny, black Mary Janes) and a pink toothbrush in her hand that she calls "Mimi" because it belongs to Mom and it is currently her favorite object in entire world (the blue toothbrush "Dada" is OK but not even in the same galaxy as "Mimi" - but what else is new?). Little Lash doesn't have a care in the world. She's out way past her curfew (6:30 p.m.) - and she didn't even bother to call ol' Dad. I'm telling you, they grow up too fast...

We Wish...

Not yet, but our little queen is getting ready for a throne of her own. She definitely has an interest and loves to visit the bathroom, point at the toilet, and say "Poop. Poop. Poop." What can I say? She has good role models...

Rockin' New Year

For New Year's (and Dad's 35th birthday - gulp!) the family went to Seattle and stayed with Nana and Jim. Molly loved this rocking chair and spent many long minutes (hey! that's a long time for a baby!) in it. Lash had a great time seeing her Nana, Aunts, and especially her cousins Daisy, Blue, Zoe, and Hank the Tank. Mols didn't quite make it to midnight on the 31st but she was with the family in spirit and the next day she joined the celebration of her Grandpa Dude whom we all miss very much.