My day was a busy one!

This is me, exploring the playscape at the park today while at my play group. I'm peeking through the slats at my friend M who just went down the slide with her mom and is playing on the swings. She's 3 months older than me and I am very taken by her. I was a little nervous being on the playscape, so I stuck close to Mamma. In order to get down off of the playscape we had to go down the spiral slide. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I mostly had a shocked look on my face. After that we played on the swings, but I was very tired and mostly just wanted to be held today.

Once momma put me in the car to go home I fell asleep. I was so worn out from my exciting weekend with gramma, and my road trip and then play group that I crashed for close to three hours! I didn't even wake up when momma took me into the house, nor when she undressed me and put me in bed!

But, when I did wake up I was playing in my crib for a while. I like to pull clothes out of my hamper and into my crib, or anything I can reach. But the things that are in my crib, I like to throw over the rail; my elephant from Uncle C and his girl friend C, my blanket from gramma, my monkey from Daddy...whatever is in the crib when I start out. When momma came in to get me, I ignored her and went about my mission of trying to put clothes on myself, pulling things through the rails and throwing things over them. Usually I jump up (if I'm not already standing up hollering) and reach out my arms, but today I sat there with my leg dangling through the rails...playing.

After my nap I ate spaghetti that Grandma sent home for me with my daddy yesterday. I love spaghetti. Then I spent the afternoon taring up the house and terrorizing momma and Kaida (my pony sized dog). I emptied all of the water bottles out of the box. I emptied my favorite cabinet. I pulled down all of the papers and magazines mommy stacks on the edge of the table (just for me) and scattered them about the kitchen floor. I ripped some of them and then played keep away with Momma. I'd hold out the torn piece of paper, she'd reach for it, then I would grab it back and take off as fast as my little legs could carry me, just laughing all the way. I did this for quite some time, running all over the house. I then found a banana (I love those!) in my diaper bag, so I carried that around for a while. I put a toy bird up to my ear and talked on it like it was a phone, sat on momma's lap for a while, talked to my daddy on the phone while he was driving home from work, and now I am back in the kitchen playing...

...And waiting for daddy!

...and turning the TV on and off.

...and then running to the door when daddy finally does make it home!