Sweet Faith

Kate Loves...

Daddy!

Being nakey

Arabesques (well, her version of an arabesque, anyway)

Checking her email. (She tells me this all the time. I have no idea where she could have learned it...)

Airplane

Her Sumbrella

Playing with Faith

Luke (and Faith)

Braids

Egg Dying

Angie and Jake invited us over for the dying of the eggs! We had a great time!

Kate and Elsa love each other sooo much. They are pretty funny together.

Elsa wanted her eggs to be all different colors, as long as they were a shade of blue.

Alaina only got to watch.

After 15 minutes of watching Kate do nothing but dye each egg one solid color, I was forced to intervene.

Kate went and played while I finished off her eggs :)

Happy Easter!

We had a very nice Easter! While we waited for Daddy and Faith to wake up, Kate and I watched a movie about Jesus (Finding Faith in Christ). I wasn't sure she would be too interested because it isn't animated, and Elmo isn't in it. Boy was I wrong. She had seen it 4 times by Monday, and still asks if we can watch it all the time! It is very touching to see how much she loves Jesus. I am grateful that Easter gives us the opportunity to remember Him and what He did for all of us.

Adventures in babysitting

Kelsey had to have surgery last week, so Shae got to come over and spend the day with us! Moments after Shae arrived we heard Kate yelling "HELP ME! HELP MEEEE!" I went running to the entryway and saw this.

She is so goofy. (Being the good mom I am, I took the time to snap a picture before I released her)

For all you concerned readers out there, don't worry, Kelsey is on the mend. As you can see, she's a fighter.

(Remember Kelsey, you sent me this picture)

Nail technician prodigy

I was feeding Faith and noticed that Kate was no where in sight, and an eerie silence had fallen upon the household. Worry quickly turned to dread as Kate emerged from my room looking far too pleased with herself. "Mommy! I paint my nails!" I looked in horror at her hands, imagining the mess she must have made, but admitted grungingly to myself that she did a pretty darn good job. I asked her to show me where she had done the painting, and she led me into my bathroom. Everything was put away neat and tidy (well, as neat and tidy as my bathroom gets). I opened the cupboard where I keep the polish, and there it all was in its proper place. I asked Kate to show me which one she used, and she pulled it out. The only thing different about this particular nail polish is that the top was loose. There was no mess. Anywhere. I searched all over my carpeted bathroom, and I couldn't find a speck of nail polish. Impressive, eh?

I'm not sure why we got Kate a basketball hoop for Christmas. Her future is clear, (or "Colorado Crimson," as the case may be).

Randomness

Kate loves her eyebrows. She is always asking if she can look at them in the mirror. Seeing them gives her great pleasure. Maybe she knows that there was a chance she would end up with the Tingey Unibrow, and she is so delighted that she didn't, that she can't take her eyes off them. (It's really funny to watch her try to look at her eyebrows without the help of a mirror :)

One of Kate's favorite games to play while I'm nursing is Hide and Seek. Either Kate hides, or she hides her Tickle Me Ernie. This is where she hides. Every single time. (Ernie too) My already insufficient acting abilities are being tested to the extreme as I feign surprise when I find Kate or Ernie behind the curtain. Again.

Boondocks is one of our favorite places to play. Kate loves to chase around her buddy Troy.

This was not a good day. I could tell Kate could use some extra TLC (AKA she was being a little monster). I gave it my all, but it seemed like everything fun I tried to do with Kate turned into a disaster. I was getting pretty frustrated, but this incident finally got me laughing. Kate was helping me strip the sheets on my bed (I know, really fun). I left the room to throw them in the washer. When I returned, Kate had found a jar of Vaseline and was generously putting it to good use. She had it all over her hands and was massaging it into her cheeks when she saw me, and told me she was making her cheeks soft. By the time I got the camera, she decided that she didn't want that stuff on her face anymore. It was too yucky.

Motor Boat