Boo in the river at the dogpark. I love all of the sunspots.
What? The car is not an appropriate Kat toy? She really likes it. You can't see that she has a plastic bag in her left hand. I parked her in the driver's seat so that I could steam clean the carpet on the passenger seat where the milk had spilled (and spoiled). I think that my mission was successful.
Greg picked up the guitar and Kat was on him like Ben on her high chair tray.
With Mel and Greg at Buffalo Wild Wings in Portland on Monday. She liked her crown. Sort of.
In her tunnel at the park.
Lunch with my coworkers. She was shy crying baby for the first half, but then the baby I know turned up and tried to empty Mike's wallet. Just like I taught her, go for the wallet......
At the grand opening of the play area at the swanky Bellevue mall. She loved it, and as the rain starts, we may just be regulars there. Even though she's not walking, she really motors on all four and I had to walk above her to keep her from getting stepped on.
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