Girls' weekend

Well, it was another wild girls' weekend.  Actually, it was my first. 

Both Zoe and I attempted to get into the wine stash, but nothin' doin'.  Darn. 

I may be younger, but I sure do pack a punch. Thank goodness we weren't drinking or this could have gotten really ugly. 

I tried to chew my way out of the playyard. 

When that didn't work, I took Auntie's credit cards hostage. 

Everybody's doing it. 

Kicking back. 

I may have to take over my Uncle's childhood nickname, "the professor."

If you want to get REALLY dirty, I recommend putting the sunscreen on first, then playing in the dirt. 

Of course, the grownups made us take a bath.  Every day.  Old people! 

We showed them by burying the instruction manual.  Who's "fussy" now? 

*No children or books were harmed in the making of this post. 

My new chair

Check out my "big girl" chair from Grandma S.

Baby Tomato

Just some pictures to catch up on:

A picnic in the backyard.

Visiting Grandma A. 

Pool party at Steve and Stacey's.

Lovin' that nana. 

Hiking with mom and dad. 

Cousins hanging out.

Enrique's.

Golf=Fun!

Blueberries=Yum!

Visiting Aunt Eleanor

A few weeks ago, we went for a visit to Aunt Eleanor's (Grandma Nelson's sister.)

This one is worth opening to see the doll's face up close.  Grandma and her sister always did have the same sense of humor.