Sunday, March 28, 2010

Taylor and Kaylie reading
Kaylie likes to clap.

Taylor is excited to be outside finally


She like to clap too

Taylor's Smiley Self

Taylor touching her nose...she is so proud to do this when you ask her where her nose is

Kaylie clapping to the music


Taylor
Taylor in her cute outfit

Taylor and her wild curly hair

Taylor playing ball with Marley. Marley is great with the girls.

The girls enjoying the deck

Grandpa George and Kaylie reading
Happy late birthday to Sister/Aunt Kelley! Taylor's hair is bright red and curly as can be. You should see her right after she gets out of the bathtub. I looked at Neale's baby photos tonight and that is definitely where she got it. His hair was no where near that red but it was full of curls and looked just like Taylor's hair in some of the photos. Kaylie's is wavy when she gets out of the bathtub but it gets straight later in the day. She got her hair from me. Grandpa George added onto our deck and the girls can play outside on it now because there is less of a chance of them falling off. They love it. They pitch a fit when it is time to go back inside. Neale is going to stay home with the girls this week since it is Spring Break at schools and he is now substitute teaching. Fran and Dale are coming to stay with us this week so we are looking forward to their visit. We bought a playhouse for the girls this weekend. When I was little my dad built me a playhouse and I loved it! I thought it was the coolest thing. Hopefully the girls will like theirs. Kaylie likes to climb into things so she will probably like hanging out in it. Taylor likes to open and close things so she will probably be thrilled just opening and shutting the door. Taylor always wants the toy box closed and Kaylie wants it open and she wants to throw all of the toys out of it and climb in it. They actually have this fight quite a bit. And when Kaylie opens the toybox ...Taylor gets so upset and cries her little eyes out. There is always something new...but I am really loving every minute of it.

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