I left her alone earlier and she emptied the container in about seven seconds. I kept my eye on her this time. 🙂
Category Archives: Katie
Cool and sunny…perfect for playing outside!
She was pulling the wagon by herself…until Owen decided he wanted a ride. But she still tried to pull him!
Monkey see, monkey do…
Two cuties in new outfits!
Someone was grumpy about getting dressed this morning (as usual) until I brought out his new shirt…and showed him it glows in the dark!
And Katie is wearing a new hand-me-down outfit from a friend!
Giggle Girl
Last pics before leaving…
I’m not sure why it wasn’t thought of before we took Owen to school…so it was just Katie. (We didn’t get one single pic of all four of them during the whole two weeks. I think all of us being sick really messed with everything.)
My three cookie monsters!
I bought Owen a new size, so his old shirt got handed down to Katie! Now we have three cookie monsters!
And Katie’s first wearing at 15m compared to Owen’s first wearing at 9m:
Dirty Girl
Yes, Gramma Jean, I let her play in the dirt. 🙂
I want to play football, too!
Breakfast at Panera
Katie wasn’t being very cooperative.
Happy Faces
Papa & the Kids
CUTE CUTE CUTE
Post-nap Papa & Katie
Sharing Papa’s Snack
Cute outfit from Grannie Lin!
Happy birthday to me!
Owen (and Grannie and Papa) surprised me tonight!
And then we enjoyed cupcakes—some of us more than others! 🙂
All three are entranced
She can climb up in the chair all by herself!
She also climbed up into the wagon and back out all by herself.
Yes, she’s going to be my fearless daredevil.
Watching Katie videos
Katie loves daddy!
Papa & Katie
A walk with Papa
Papa said he wanted to take Katie for a walk. I asked “In the stroller or just walking free?” He said walking free. Ooooh-kay. I warned him he’d likely have to retrieve her from yards and driveways. He said it was fine and off they went.
Fifteen minutes later they were back, with dad saying “She doesn’t listen! And she did t want to follow me!” Heh. Welcome to my world. 🙂
No, Katie. PLEASE not yet.
Grannie Lin told me this morning that she was in Katie’s room putting away clothes while Katie was still in her crib…and she watched Katie kick her leg up onto the side rail.
Uh oh.
The mattress is down as far as it can go…so now we have to watch her like a hawk when we put her down—and especially when she wakes up—to make sure she doesn’t get too antsy and try to escape.
Owen was 25 months old when he got moved to a big boy bed…so I’m really hoping she lasts QUITE a bit longer in her crib. At least until Tom gets home…and hopefully longer.
Katie being Katie
Watching herself, then making faces with (offscreen) Papa.
I was trying to sort some of Owen’s old clothes and of course she had to have her fingers in everything…so I put some PJ bottoms on her head. She didn’t mind.
Where’s Katie? Peek!
Katie was feeling better after dinner…so she was copying Papa’s hiding in his shirt.
Peeking!
Happy, laughing girl!
Watching herself:
Reading the Costco booklet with Grannie
Katie still wasn’t herself and just wanted to be held, so it was Grannie’s turn. Katie was interested in the Costco booklet, so that’s what they were reading. Then Owen wanted to be part of the action.
Two Doctors
Katie’s 15m well-visit was today, and she passed with flying colors! He asked if she was eating her fruits, veggies, and meats (yes), if she could throw a ball (yes), if she knew five words (yes), and if she was walking on her own (yes, running!).
Weight: 23lbs. 15oz. (was 21lbs. 11oz.)—66th percentile (was 65th)
Height: 32-1/2″ (was 30-1/4″)—back up to 95th percentile (was 80th)
Head: 18-3/4″ (was 18-1/2″)—88th percentile (was 65th)
And for the sibling comparison, at 15 months, Owen was:
Weight: 28lbs. 12oz (95th percentile)
Height: 34″ (Above 95th percentile)
Head: 48cm (75th percentile)
Katie has allergies and is now on a low dosage of Zyrtec. I’m sure that’s what Owen’s snot and coughing is about, too, but it wasn’t his appointment so the doc couldn’t really do anything official. But, Owen was allowed to get his flu shot…and holy cow was that a drama. Of course he didn’t want a shot and just about pulled the “stiff as a log you can’t move me” crap, but I managed to get him in the room and as I’m literally shoving him to lay down on the table and keep him from flailing about and he’s screeching and snotting all over, the shot was done and over and he was like “That was it?” Yes, you little shit, I told you it was no big deal. (He whined louder and longer than Katie and her four shots!)
Then Owen had his follow-up with the GI specialist next door. He was 60.2# and 46-1/2″ tall. Unfortunately, there’s nothing else to do besides keep on keeping on—it took a year to stretch out his colon so it can take just as long for it to shrink back. And in the meantime, we just have to deal with the messy undies and have him keep trying to poop. I do officially have to do a mini clean out every other week—hoping enough gets done over the weekend so it doesn’t interfere with school.
per·fect
She wasn’t feeling well so she’s not as cute as usual. This onesie is a hand-me-down from Owen. 🙂
This is the only pic I could find of Owen in it (at 14m):
And this is the close-up:
Doctor Katie
We’ve had the temporal thermometer out for the kids over the past 4-5 days and Katie loves to play with it—but she also pretends to actually use it, dragging it across her face.
Wagon Rides
We got the wagon out of the shed a while back and finally got it cleaned out. Katie was a hot mess after her nap (due to all her shots) but she liked being outside and I thought she might like a wagon ride.
Nope.
So Owen played with Papa instead.
Then Katie was happy again—and watching them intently—so we tried putting her in with Owen.
Nope.
