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Daddy’s Day

Here is Super Daddy with his two girls in their matching bikinis fresh home from the pool.

I’m calling him that since he decided to go to the grocery store with both of them on Friday evening. A new frontier, and he said the grandmothers looked on approvingly (and wanted to see Daphne).

Daphne popped her first tooth while we were in Italy. Her top right one (your left), just under her upper lip.

She has four pits in her lower gum where it looks like teeth are coming through, but they’ve been that way for a couple months.  She says “blah blah blah blah” (seriously), does other fun things with her tongue and buzzes a lot.

Fafa spent the night last night and we all had a nice Fathers’ Day breakfast.  Then we went over to Aunt Cheri’s to see her and Gigi & Giffer.  Amelia got a workout running around with her dog Willow.  And Aunt Cheri gave us an icecream ball!  Amelia chose Strawberry Icecream. We rolled it and rolled it and rolled it and rolled it (mostly Ethan and I, a little help from Amelia). It does work, but it takes a while, and you have to scrape down the cylinder a few times so new cream can thicken on the wall. I can see it will be a good way for the girls to make icecream when they are a few years older…so they have the patience and the strength! I was sweating at one point. 

We got a pretty thick batch, then put it in a container in the freezer to harden a little more.  Sorry we don’t have a green eye corrector.

Daphne rolled to her tummy while she slept last night- and slept until 8am! That is about two hours later than her current “normal” wake up time. I’ve been waiting for that first tummy sleep. When Amelia figured that out, she slept until 10 or 11 am a few times.

Time to go eat some ice cream and listen to Amelia sing “Five Little Ducks” at the top of her lungs (in her bed).

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  1. Aunt Kim and Bailey June 19th, 2007 1:40 pm

    I left a comment on the end of someone else’s comment. Look one pic down. Sorry. Kim