Sunday, May 24, 2009
Adventures with the Cox Clan (& Friends)
I Spy...
Answer Key:
Faye: Faye is my "front & center" girl, who loves attention, loves to talk, and loves to eat her vitamin every day (that's the bottle in her hands).
Daisy: If you look on the floor behind the couch, there is a small mound of wet hair poking out of towel. This is a Daisy girl who was too tired to get dressed & didn't quite make it into the kitchen to ask me for assistance.
Elizabeth: Lizzy is in her second home (aka: Highchair). She spends about 50% of each day in it. Her rates would be higher if I would just keep it "stocked" well enough. Ha, ha, just kidding. But she does love food, and she does love her highchair.
A "Quick" Family Photo
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Matching Girls
Water Babies
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Lizzy's First Pillow-Fight
Lizzy had so much fun hitting Daddy with the pillow. She got so excited, she couldn't even stay on her feet, and Brian ended up havening to hold her up so she could hit him. After building her skills on Daddy, Liz decided to go for the camera...
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
An Historic Day!!
Yesturday, Daisy got a rubber chicken, or "wubba woosta"!! It was a very important day for her (and especially for me:), for she is no longer considered a "little girl." She is now a "big girl," who goes poo-poos in the potty. Yes, Daisy went poo-poos in the potty and stayed dry all day! When the Payne clan was here for Spring Break, Uncle Joseph bought himself a rubber chicken. Daisy really, really wanted one. So we bought one and told her she could have it when she went poo-poos in the toilet.
Potty training Daisy is not something I really stressed over, but I can say "It's about time!!" About a year ago, she was almost completely potty-trained. She perfected the art over the summer, but then an event occured (aka Hurricane Ike), and she no longer would use the potty. Throughout the months, we've encouraged her (with only a couple of threats:), we bought her a Thomas the Train toilet seat, and I even went back to cloth diapers, but she takes her own sweet time with everything, not excluding potty-training. About a week ago, a friend gave me some thick panties, and I called them "training panties." Daisy mistakingly thought I said "train" panties, and has tried very hard not to get her "trains" wet. I can only wonder if the "train" panties would have worked earlier...
Easter Morning
Easter
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Bug Bites
After bath-time, we do scripture power. As I went to get the scriptures and finished cleaning up, Brian wanted to help me out by getting the girls' pajamas on. Daisy escaped when she was half dressed, and Brian just began dressing the next girl. A few seconds later we both paused from our tasks to observe that Daisy had learned a tip from Baloo, the bear...
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