Who's Yer Daddy?

Talia was a busy girl today, making sure Grandpa & Daddy had a great Father's Day. We went out for breakfast, where Talia ate tons of pancakes and helped herself to all the hashbrowns on Grandma's plate. (Sorry about the giant mess, Chicken Chef, but that's what you get for not having trays on the highchairs. Tally's too short to eat efficiently when the table comes up to her shoulders.)

This afternoon, Daddy took a break from all the deck-building and played in the pool with his baby girl. She's quickly on her way to being 85% fish, just like Daddy.

Heart to Beat

Talia and I were invited to take part in Nor'West's Big Bike Ride team Heart to Beat. Check us out in our snazzy team uniforms!!

The Nor'West riders raised a ton of money, and we had a great time pedalling along to Livin' on a Prayer. Take that, heart disease!

Green-ish Thumbs

This weekend we planted our garden. It is 1,000 square feet of vegetabley goodness. Well, hopefully it will be, someday. Right now it's more like 1,000 square feet of weeds & seeds. Grow, seeds, grow!! Get lost, weeds, get lost!!

Talia was a great helper. Without her, we wouldn't have anyone to eat clumps of dirt or randomly shake leftover seeds all over the lawn. I don't think Grampy will be impressed by our yard if we have random carrots and beanstalks sprouting up willy-nilly all over the place. Note to self: next year, put Ernie in charge of supervising Talia, as Bert seems to be no match for her.

In other news, Talia is now crawling over to things and pulling herself up like crazy. She's been able to pull up for months; she just hasn't been able to get herself over to something she can pull up on. We're really in trouble now, kids.

And lastly, we have to find a new spot for Talia's hamper, because instead of sleeping, she likes to pull her dirty clothes out of her hamper, through the bars, into the crib.

What a stinker.

Itchy For Summer!

Talia has been working hard to ensure her rockin' bod is beach ready. As you can see in this picture, all her hard work has paid off: she is perfect in her new bikini. Never mind that she is unevenly tanned (the skin in those creases never sees the sun, yo) or that her Great-Auntie Perley called her a pregnant 9 month old (geez, Perley! She's 10 months old, look at a calendar, would ya?!?) Daddy is opening the pool this weekend and summer is officially about to begin.

Bikinis are appropriate for summer weddings, right? Because we're taking this show on the road! We'll be attending Courntey & Matt's wedding at Camp Wannakumbac!!!!! This will be Talia's first trip to Clear Lake, where her Mama spent every summer when she was growing up. I wonder, will Talia inherit the "itch-resistant" gene from Mama, or will she be like poor Daddy, covered in spots and itchy for weeks after a 10 minute dip in Clear Lake?