Summer Moves Forward

Summer is plodding forward this year.  It has been a rough one.  There has been so much rain and once the rain clears, the mosquitoes appear.  This may be our worst mosquito year to date.  We have stuff we put in our ponds and we try to tip over any standing water, but when you live in a wetland there is only so much that can be done.  We can't drain the woods!  So, to the girls, getting to play outdoors is a special treat.  Sad, but true.

But we have been making it work.  We have plenty of indoor activities and the girls always seem to create new ones.  Whether or not they are always mom-approved is another story!  A few weeks ago the kids wanted an impromptu fashion shoot with a new chair that Grandma had brought.  Above and below are the results.

Sylvia is the hardest to get on camera now.  (As I can no longer say "on film!")  She does this quick 2 sec. pose and then comes rushing over to look at herself on the camera screen.  No matter how many times or in how many ways I try to explain to her that she needs to wait a little longer (until after she hears the "click"), she still rushes prematurely to get a glimpse of the photograph that wasn't taken yet or that shows a single arm rushing from the shot.

Veda is an absolute scream sometimes.  She currently loves cars and trucks.  She loves making them go "beep, beep" and she also has this really deep growl/gurgle for engine noise.  But her girly-ness comes through when she insists on making sure that someone is always driving the vehicle.  It needn't necessarily be a person, a chicken will do!  And, in fact, sometimes only the chicken will do, as was the case in the above incident.  She desperately wanted that chicken driving this construction truck, but the chicken kept flying out of it.  She would get so angry.  So, I would try and be helpful and put a person in instead, as the person could be secured inside the vehicle.  Well, that made her even MORE angry!  So, she spent about twenty minutes driving and then yelling at the chicken and shoving her back in the truck and then driving again.

And this is Sylvia's play.  She is very interested in making family connections.  Everywhere we go there is a baby (or "Za-Za," what she calls herself) and a mama.  "Za-Za" and mama always "match," as is in the above picture.  The big pony/horse is the mama and the little horse is "Za-Za."  The white furry bear is the daddy and the little jaguar is "Baby" (in this case she means Veda).  And, yes, she really calls herself "Za-Za."

That is really about it for the news around here.  We will have more concerning Little Guy soon, but for now just enjoy the antics of the older two!