Also, Maggie turned 18 months this week and so tomorrow she'll try out nursery! We just went to her check up and here are the stats: weight - 23lbs, 30%, height - 31.75 inches, 52%, head - 19.25 inches, 96%. Still has a HUGE head. She's up to 8 words, with the newest being "no." She now follows the pugs around the house telling them "no." Something else she's picked up from mom.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Snow in GA? Why!!!!!!!
Well, I thought for sure spring was almost here, and then Georgia decided to have a big blizzard. Despite my protests, Jonny convinced me to take Maggie outside in the snow to play. Turns out she feels the same way about the snow and cold as her mama. Sorry Jonny, looks like we're never moving back to Utah.

Also, Maggie turned 18 months this week and so tomorrow she'll try out nursery! We just went to her check up and here are the stats: weight - 23lbs, 30%, height - 31.75 inches, 52%, head - 19.25 inches, 96%. Still has a HUGE head. She's up to 8 words, with the newest being "no." She now follows the pugs around the house telling them "no." Something else she's picked up from mom.
Also, Maggie turned 18 months this week and so tomorrow she'll try out nursery! We just went to her check up and here are the stats: weight - 23lbs, 30%, height - 31.75 inches, 52%, head - 19.25 inches, 96%. Still has a HUGE head. She's up to 8 words, with the newest being "no." She now follows the pugs around the house telling them "no." Something else she's picked up from mom.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Ouch
Poor little Maggie sprinted down the driveway last week and did a faceplant and then sumersault. It was very traumatic for both of us. The pictures really don't do the injury any justice. And I learned that I had not know what true fear was until I watched my baby have a real accident.
Well, I have no other updates for the past month. The reason for this can be seen in the background of the second picture. MarioKart. Funnest game ever. On a good day, I wait to play until Maggie takes her nap, promising myself that I'll quit when she wakes up, and then playing till the poor little girl starts dragging her high chair into the living room to indicate that she's starving for dinner. And then I heat her up a hot dog and go back to playing. This is going to be difficult to keep up when number two comes along.
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