Well, She Was Just 17...You Know What I Mean

...Months old, that is! Our baby girl is 17 months old today. That's 1.42 years, according to Brian's calculations. Mama and Baba celebrated by going to a matinee ("Ratatouille") without her. She would have been disappointed with the movie anyway, as we certainly were. Oh well. All was not a total loss as Grandpa Jim the sitter informed us of a new word she started using today - "wawa" (that's water to you and me, not to be confused with the sound effect for our disappointment, "wahh-wahhh"). Just a couple of days ago she started saying "hi" to us in the car. Brian turned her carseat around so that she is facing forward, and now we look at her in the rearview and visor mirrors as she looks back at us and says the sweetest "hi" you will ever hear.

Sydney has taken a liking to our shoes and slippers. Since she knows where to find them, she will fetch them for herself and attempt to place them on her feet.

Here she is in Brian's slippers.

Mama's flipflop didn't quite make it...

But her Birkenstocks work!

Here's Sydney with our neighbor, Connor, who is in middle school. That's Peanut the dog behind them.

Sydney likes everyone's bling.

Brian got a nice birthday present last week (an iMac!), and Sydney helped open it. Note the straining and flexing of our little one.

Good thing the computer is out of the box, as this 21-pounder may do some damage.

And finally, our watermelon lover who doesn't know the meaning of "pace yourself".

We'll report more after our trip to see Mickey! (Oh and Grandma and Grandpa Joe and Uncle Mike and Auntie Desiree and cousin Maddie too.) Happy Independence Day, everyone, from our family's newest American citizen!