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Daddy's little supervisor.

On Friday, I went into Kate's room to get her up from a nap and found her sitting up in the crib, eyeing the railing to see how hard it would be to pull up on it and throw herself out. Not very hard, really. And since the sitting up from a prone position was new, we figured it was time to lower the mattress in the crib to prevent any escape attempts. That kicked off a list of home projects that we got done that day (and by "we" I mean "Dan), and at every turn, Kate was there to inspect Dan's work. Here she is checking out her newly-lowered crib while Dan tightens the bolts one last time:

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Dan then replaced some air vents for me and set about doing something involving setting up our old laptop to act as a server for ... something. I don't know. The computer jargon just flies through my mind. None of it sticks. Anyway, Kate helped with that project by doing pushups on the keyboard of the old laptop.

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In the early afternoon, Dan headed out into the yard to mow and deal with some weeds that had gotten seriously out of control in our alley. To give you some reference for this picture that I took from the living room window, safe inside in the air conditioning, remember that Dan is six-feet-six-inches tall, and the weed he's spraying has exceeded that. Recently, the announcement sign at the entrance to our neighborhood has displayed the message "Will you win 'Best Kept Yard?'" No. No we will not.

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Meanwhile, a look at what I did while Dan was out battling The Weeds that Deserve Their Own Zipcode. Kate's interest in new foods is growing all the time, and while that's a great thing, it also means that sometimes in a meal, she'll go through multiple courses. As her personal chef and waiter, it is my job to keep the food coming. I also make largely futile efforts to keep it out of her hair, but as you can see from this shot of the aftermath of one of her meals, I'm doing well to keep the food out of my hair. Do you think we have enough Cheerios?

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Since Kate has a couple of teeth and more coming in every day, we bought her a little toothbrush, which she largely regards as a new toy. Here she is trying it out.

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And after a long day, daddy and daughter now like to relax with a few games on the Nintendo Wii. I have to blog about the Wii in the near future, because that's a story in itself. But here's a picture. Kate's steering-wheel remote doesn't actually work, but she doesn't know that and probably thinks she's totally kicking butt at Mario Kart. I'm hoping to make the same kind of arrangement when it's time for her to learn to drive.

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Comments (9)

Renae:

This entry would make a good children's book. :) Love it.

Haley:

Renae, if I wrote it, would you be my editor? Are you, by the way, editing from home these days or taking a break from that while your adorable little man is little? I have wondered that.

Renae:

You're on!

I did tell one of my clients that if she can find a project that's not too long and hairy that I would take it. I also told her not to be in a hurry. :) I think I will find it difficult to set aside big enough chunks of time to work, but I definitely want to keep my foot in the door.

Haley, do you know that we just recently purchased Mario Kart for the Wii also? I think we need to get hooked up so we can play foursies!!

RT:

The Wii pic is my favorite. Something about daddies and their kids, all happily playing games (or watching Star Wars)--so sweet.

Bob:

I think Dan should have a pacifier in his mouth, too.

Haley:

Kelly! That would be really fun. Of course, then you will have first-hand knowledge of just how incompetent I am at all video games. Maybe we can get Boo to join us too so we can all get beaten. :)

We should! That would be so much fun.

Hannah Rice:

I am not meeting my cuteness-intake quota for the week. You'd better hurry up and start posting pictures of that baby! Haha. I love you and I miss you, and I wish I lived close enough to just come over and hang out with you when I want to discuss all kinds of important stuff, like themes in Flannery O'Connor or the role of the modern church. Or when I want to make gurgling sounds coupled with ridiculous faces and sing nonsense to a baby till she makes peeping sounds and poops from sheer excitement.

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