Let me know if you get tired of cute stuff...

Here are just a few things that make me smile.

Pulling Faces

She loves to copy people and to get people to copy her.
One of her favorite games is to look at you and start clicking her tounge or making fishy noises. She'll continue until you copy her back, and once you have she changes it up.
This is a picture of Kyra with her great- grandpa ... having fun making faces at each other.

Finger Puppets

I'd have to say that there are few things more smileable than watching Kyra play with finger puppets.
She has a set of 10 forest animals and a set of 10 water animals (at least there were in the beginning). She loves them all, but carries one at a time on her pointer finger, and they chat and have a grand old time.
It's amazing how much entertainment $5 at IKEA can buy.

A place of her own

It must be hard living in a world where everything is too big for you.

At 15 months even little kid chairs are just a few inches too high to scoot up on.

I think it's only natural to find something that fits you. You know, a place of your own.

Kyra found that place. It's in the fridge. In the heat of the Texas summer, I thought it quite a smart choice. How many of us have stood in front of the fridge or freezer on a hot summer day and just reveled in the eminating coolness? I know I have.

Besides, it fits her little bum just perfectly.

Other favorite "retreats" include her wardrobe and the tupperware cupboard.









The end.

Mirror, mirror on the wall who's the cutest of them all?

The funniest, the cutest, and the all around most entertaining ... ever!

Kyra is a riot. One of her favorites playmates is her own reflection in the oven. Whenever I'm in the kitchen she will come by, pull the kitchen towel of the handle of the oven door, and then talk, sing and give kisses to her little friend. The other day we were playing ball in the kitchen and as she was getting her usual running start before throwing the Ball she passed her reflection. After a moment's thought, she turned around and went back. She smiled at herself, and then threw the ball with one hand and pointed after it with the other. She wanted that baby to chase it and bring it back! She is the funniest girl I know.

Golf

One of her favorite pastimes with Jon is to play golf. He putts, and she runs after it. She was pretty good about bringing it back until she figured out that golf balls bounce on tile

Singing a song is fun to do

Her favorite songs include: "Five little monkeys jumping on the bed" (she knows all the hand actions) "Old MacDonald had a farm" (EIEIEIEI is her favorite part to say - there is no O just yet - but she can also Quack Quack like the duck) "How much is that doggie in the window" (she knows just when to bark... it's adorable!) and "Ency Weensy Spider" (at the end when we say that the spider "climbs up the spout again" she throws her hands up in the air and yells AAAHHGHHAHHH... which pretty much means "again!"). Singing with Kyra in and of itself is a way to keep on smiling all day long.

And her first word is ... Hi!

Jon and I agree that "Hi" is officially is her first word. She loves to say Hi, and has received such praise for using it that she has learned to put it to use in more than one situation. Hi means, of course, hello, but it has also come to mean "I love you"; "I'm sorry"; "Please pick me up"; "I want to eat what you're eating"; and our favorite "I did something wrong, but boy am I cute, so don't get mad."

So much to do in California

The park

Ah ... the park.

How do you even to begin to write a story about an adventure as big as the park?

At 13 months she was going up the stairs and down the slide all by herself. NO help. She went for hours and hours each day.

When she got the the bottom of the slide she would stand up and throw her hands in the air with a squeal of delight.

She also loved to stop on the stairs, just to look around, or put her fingers in any little nook or cranny she could find. She is definitely a detail person.

And then there was the sand. This was her first experience with sand. She put in her toes and feet, but wouldn't stand up or run around in it. She loved to touch it with her fingers, but with so much else to do, she just couldn't invest the time to really get to know the sand.

Probably the cutest part of the day was after an hour and a half or two hours when she had worn herself completely out. She loved to sit in the swing when she was tired, but wasn't tired enough to go home. She'd swing back and forth and back and forth, just looking and watching. What a doll!