The countdown to two is on. And it makes me sad. More sad that I thought. When the other kids turned two I knew there would be another baby...but this time the thought of moving her to a bed and not having someone for the crib...well it is not a pretty thought for me. Then again, the idea of being pregnant again is frightening. These pictures were taken at our preschool silent auction on Saturday. Harper had a great time dancing to Dino Dell. The boys...they were off and running. The obstacle course was quite a hit and so was the face painting. Whatever they painted with took a lot of work to get off of Carson but eventually baby oil did the trick.
You can see Harper wore her "Elmo Dobbies". Her name, not ours. She often calls her feet or her socks or her shoes her "dobbies". Yes, she knows the proper word and if I say food or sock or shoe she will repeat it but "dobbies" makes her light up and giggle so we all just call them that. In fact, Davis tickles her dobbies all the time. I wonder what people would think if they saw us home alone...anyway, I digress.
The dobbies were worn that morning to another fundraiser--pancake breakfast at Applebees. She danced there too, people enjoyed her solo performance. She also went behind the bar and grabbed a bottle of tequila. Then she went for the beer tub when I took the tequila away. Keith said she got that from me...um...excuse me? Later when we went to the preschool auction I tried to remove the Elmo slippers and no luck. So we wore them there. Then today we wore them all day again. In fact, Keith took a picture with his phone of her dressed as a chicken with the slippers on. I hope tomorrow we can try some different foot wear.
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