Oscar Stew

This was the last weekend of summer. It’s a bummer, but summer has been good to us this year. We’ve enjoyed watching our garden grow from tiny seeds, to vegetable laden plants.

There isn’t anything tastier than a home-grown tomato. Yum!

Brinley isn’t a huge fan. That’s okay, these tastes have to be acquired. And that means there is more for me!

Drew pulls yet another delicasy for the privileged pig. After that one it’s back to store-bought carrots for Oscar. Sorry dude.

Here are our cute little sunflowers in their infancy. I’d show you what they look like fully matured, but they have been mangled by a squirrel we used to lovingly refer to as “Hammy.”

Drew and Brinley were pretty angry the morning we woke up and found some of our precious sunflowers laying half eaten on the ground. We were hoping to harvest the seeds, but it seems we are at odds with nature.

Death to Hammy and all his furry little friends.

The other day Drew and Brinley started making up their own lyrics to the Woody’s Roundup song from Toy Story. I’ll post them as soon as I can actually understand them…

I think we are past due for an update on our favorite little chunk of chub. She is becoming so much fun.  The kids get a kick out of accessorizing her or trying to get her to laugh or smile.

It’s a lot easier to get a smile out of her these days. She is all smiles until I whip out the camera, then I only get a mere smirk. Curses on my big black camera, if I had a small sleek silver one she probably wouldn’t even notice it.

She loves to soak up the evening sun with her favorite Daddy.

We’ve finally got nap time figured out to a science. She must be on her belly, laying on her left side with her hands near her chin. Any combination other than that one, and no dice.

This is what she looks like when she is completely zonked.

Which of course is my cue to harass her with lots of pictures of all her l’il parts & pieces.

She had her first dip in the pool on Labor Day. I don’t know what she was more upset about – the chilly water or the swimming suit that was three sizes too big. Plus I don’t think yellow is her color.

Her cheeks keep getting bigger and bigger and BIGGER.

We hung her upside down for a few seconds to see what effect gravity had on those suckers.

She’s looking like such a big girl in her Bumbo chair. Bumbo’s weren’t around when D&B were babies, and I just had to have one.  We scored this baby on Craigslist yesterday. Bargain!

A little tongue action, too. I think that means the photoshoot is over. Or maybe just beginning? I have about 15 more pictures just like this one, I’ll spare you though.

Is she not the cutest thing you have ever seen? Aside from your own offspring, of course 🙂

While Drew is at school, it’s just me and the girls. We get down and dirty in our girlyness, that way Drew doesn’t feel like he missed out on anything. Here are a few of the activities we occupy ourselves with…

We make cookies.

And play games.

Rowan usually does this giving Brinley and I plenty of big girl time.

We play with dollies. Meet Elena, the polly pocket on steroids…

Sometimes we play school with the schnazzy new backpack and school supplies G&G J sent.

We paint our nails.

And our toenails.

On the rare occasion that Rowan gets a bottle, Brinley loves to sit and feed her.

We dress up and pretend we are royalty.

We chat and come up with crazy hairdo’s.

We count her freckles.

Sometimes we clean house. While I mop the floor, Brinley gets to perch on the kitchen table and play with play-doh. Ah, the life.

Sometimes I wonder if she notices Drew’s absence. By the time she does, it’s time to go pick him up.