When it's not hot and muggy, Fiona likes to be outside. We just bought her a bunch of outside toys, including: - a bubble-blowing toy lawn mower - a slide - a swing - a sandbox She also likes to kick around her Dora soccer ball. But more than anything, more than any toy, she simply enjoys strolling around outside.
It's been a long 12 days since our last post. In that time, two of Fiona's cousins from Chicago - Lauren and Kayla - visited Minnesota. And then Wendy had three consecutive overnight shifts at the hospital, which coincided with some work dinners for me - the solution we came up with was for Jim, Fiona and Casey to move in with Wendy's parents for a few nights. Thanks to their hospitality, we all got through a hectic week. This past weekend, we went to Lake Calhoun for some sun and fun. Fiona liked to look out at the lake, but she's not quite ready to splash around. And she also needs more time to get used to wet sand. Here's some photos of what we've been up to!
Here's what happens when we leave the refrigerator door opened and turn our backs for a moment. In swoops our little bandit. Fiona's curiosity seems to be reaching new heights every day. She wants to see what is in cabinets, what goes in the garbage, what's behind a door, what's in Daddy's work bag, what's in Mommy's purse. And as you can see, how can I reach into the back of the fridge to see what's there? She's certainly resourceful, I'll give her that.
Our friend Matt was in town over the Fourth, and Fiona was kind enough to show off her couch-climbing skills. It was good to catch up with him and visit, although between Fiona showing him every toy and Casey wanting to play, our 'grown-up' conversation was spotty. Such is life with a toddler! Since she went to bed by 9 on July 4th, Fiona has yet to see REAL fireworks. Maybe next year when she's a big 2-yr old she'll stay up late enough to see!
Fiona is getting over her first cold, which is pretty good considering she's 15 months old. As fortunate as we were to have a healthy baby since last March, our luck ran out this past weekend. A couple of sleep-deprived nights later, she is still dealing with a stuffy nose, but otherwise feeling well. In the meantime, she learned how to climb up on the couch. Now one of her favorite things to do is climb up and run - literally - from one end to the other. It gives Wendy and I gray hairs because we know she's eventually going to take a tumble. I proposed buying a harness to keep her contained, but that idea was soundly defeated.