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Case in point: peeing under the table at a recent wedding. Nobody had any idea.
These new potty skills easily translate to other potties, like here with her BFF (who is doing the peepee dance on command, she's that awesome) at a birthday party. Pottying at a toddler aged birthday party is actually part of the planned fun activities like blowing out candles and using lots of glue to make crowns, right?



Quite by accident, I gave Annabelle's BFF her first taste of juice. It was organic unfiltered apple juice, a whole whopping 2 ounces. But still. I had no idea it was a new experience for her. I suppose this picture speaks for itself.
Five minutes after the apple juice was polished off, the head shaking began.
Grampa went out and bought Annabelle a pool for the backyard. It's been a consistent source of entertainment. Even when she's not allowed to go for a swim, she throws in Addie for the vicarious experience. Everything else ends up in the pool too, and I mean everything!
Grampa.

Friends. So sweet. This shot makes me miss group hugs. Seriously, when was the last time you had a hug like this?
Or like this? Doesn't this just say love?


Aunt Sissy bought Annabelle balloons one weekend. Such a blast letting them go and then reaching up to get them again!
Zoner. For Davey.