I’m pretty behind on posting my Orphaned Photos, so it’s more like “Orphaned Photos of the Month”, but I’m here, finally…
Ali asked for Ice Cream one day after Gymnastics, and being that it was the first sunny day of the year, I happily agreed with the idea:
Ali and AJ have been doing a lot of dancing lately.
Experimenting with Line Dancing,
And Freestyle.
Ali and I pulled out one of her Christmas Presents that I put up for a rainy day. Project Runway Fashion Dolls.
They were an immediate new favorite toy obsession.
And Ali liked them too:
Her fashion designing skills are impeccable, right down to the big rhinestones on the kneecaps.
I wanted to get a picture of Ali in her St. Patrick’s day shirt. At first, she wasn’t quite as excited as I was:
But I must have bribed her with something (it was too long ago to remember), because she got increasingly happier:
I managed to also snag a couple of pictures of Ali’s scrunching routine while she wasn’t looking:
Oh – and her favorite hobby, texting Daddy, Pop, Leo, Gramamma, or a number of other people from my phone:She’s going to break that world record of texting speed, I just know it.
Here’s a few more pictures from Ali, AJ, and Ethan’s fun at Botanical Gardens:
At small group the other night, I felt that Caroline needed some flair with her outfit. So I worked tirelessly at shoving this toy onto her head:
Then Nikki and I proceeded to make her Dance the Russian Dance from the Nutcracker:
One more family picture from Easter:
What’s left of Ali’s Easter Basket, after she frantically searched for eggs with Jelly Bellys in them:
Who knew that Jelly Bellys were so good that it would make her shun M & M’s. Wow.
And, finally, the aftermath of our Easter eggs. This egg is peeled:
…and I am a horrible Mom, I’m sure, for letting my child eat it:
3 comments:
I would have played with those paper dolls all day.
Wow, that was some serious egg dye! Those pics are all adorable! Do you have an orange wall in your house?
How did you get that egg polka-dotted??? When I was in grade school, my mom would crack a hard-boiled egg and dye it before sending it in my school lunch. Then when I peeled the egg, it would be marbled inside!
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