The beautiful aquarium cake made by Sarah Taylor (http://www.sarahs-sweets.com/Welcome.html). The cake not only looked beautiful, it tasted wonderful!
Unfortunately her time in the water was short as it started thundering after about 15 minutes. She wasn't happy that I made her get out. She kept trying to climb back in. Luckily tomorrow is supposed to be warm again so she'll get more time in the pool.
Earlier in the day she helped me do some gardening. I had to laugh at her outfit. She insisted on wearing her Easter hat and her rain boots. This past weekend we got her some of her own gardening gloves and a wheelbarrow. She loves to help me weed. I pop up the dandelions and she puts them in the bin. We also planted some veggies: potatoes, onions, garlic and just for her, we planted some sunflowers. Hopefully the squirrels won't eat the heads before they have a chance to really bloom.
Fiona and Jeff doing some puddle stomping after an afternoon rainstorm. This is one of my favorite pictures!Another special set of recent visitors were my parents, who were on their way back home after visiting my younger brother out in Arizona. I'm not sure who had more fun, Fiona or my parents! I love that she can't say Grammie or Grandpa yet. Instead, she calls my mom Mie (short from Grammie) and my dad, Bapa (short for Grandpa). I'm sure she'll eventually get them both right, but for now, I love hearing those names come out of her mouth. Unfortunately it was a quick visit. After they left Fiona kept asking for them. Bapa? Mie? I kept telling her they went bye-bye in their car, that they had to go home to their house. I don't think she's happy about this. She's still asking for them! Luckily Jeff's parents come in a couple weeks, so she'll get more quality grandparent time.
Not to leave Jeff's parents out of the mix, Fiona calls them MeMaw and Papa. She says those fairly clearly, as they are easier for her to pronounce. On a recent visit to their house in Mishawaka, whenever Papa or MeMaw would leave the room without her, she'd look around and say, "MeMaw go?" (or "Papa go?") with her hands raised, palms facing up (in other words she's saying, where did MeMaw go?). Very, very cute!
I should know better by now. Whenever Fiona says uh-oh from her crib, I should check on her. Usually it just means she dropped her blankie. Yesterday I decided to ignore her as I'd already been in once to check on her (she needed a diaper change). She fell asleep so I didn't think anything of it. However, when she woke up and I went to get her, I found this.
So, note to self, check on Fiona whenever she says uh-oh from her crib (or just make sure she has a onesie on so she can't take her diaper off!) No matter what she might think, she's no where near ready for potty training, as proven by the nice wet spot on her sheet.
