We’re at the Santa Cruz surf contest, and Hazel keeps saying something that sounds very much like "I’m a taco!". Very excited, and with a big grin. No idea what it means, but it keeps making me laugh.“I’m a taco"
She has been carrying this bag of onions all over the store, and gets upset if I take it away.
She is having half a whole wheat bagel for breakfast. She was very particular about what she wore today.
Very excited about the “turdle” sticker’s. There were hundreds of stickers, but I asked Hazel which she wanted, and she picked out turtles.
There is probably no child rearing issue that Kim and I disagree on more often (mild, but frequent) than what to dress Hazel in. Kim -“I think she’s cold.” Me – “she’s fine.” Kim- “I’m putting a sweater on her” Me- “Kim, it’s 68, sunny,
This was taken while hazel was a month or two old, certainly way before she started raiding the snack pantry and asking for "help" with canned goods.
Just coloring before dinner. Hazel hold a pencil and crayon surprisingly well thanks to Popo.
We wonder if she is a budding fashionista. At the park and when we are out, she loves pushing mom and dad away so that we don’t walk too close. Then she walks ahead, turns around to wave and grin widely, before turning back around
Dear Hazel, Today is July 2, 2012. This letter has been a long time coming, but you see, with the remodeling and the move, and all the time spent just adoring you, your parents have been too busy documenting for posterity just how much we’ve
Dear Zoe, I really like to dress myself. But its hard. I spent 10 minutes trying to get the tights on. I gave up, and tried to put a tshirt on, but something seemed wrong. My dad keeps trying to help, but I want to
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Hazel keeps saying "hat hat hat" and putting my coffee filters on her head [categories Hazel,DailyLife,bestof]
