Thanksgiving

I was lucky enough to have the week of Thanksgiving off, giving me lots of time to spend with Charlotte...resulting in many pictures.

This night before Thanksgiving, Charlotte and I went to stay at Grandma Lorri's after a shopping trip with Vada, Stephanie, and Grandma Lorri to buy Christmas dresses for the girls.

Charlotte really enjoyed riding the tractor, although hasn't mastered the graceful dismount yet. She would just fall sideways when she was done playing, fully expecting someone to catch her.

"Whoa!"

Grandma Lorri and Charlotte donning matching Pitt State attire.

This next slew of pictures is from Thanksgiving. Kristy's in-laws were kind enough to welcome us into their home to celebrate the holiday with the family. Charlotte had a blast playing with her cousins, aunts, uncles, dogs, cats, and horses.

This picture is an accurate depiction of how much drool our little girl has at any given moment.

The first attempt at getting a family picture with Charlotte looking at the camera.

The second attempt. Becky was standing behind the camera, holding a cat in the air, pretending to throw it. Charlotte's face is an appropriate cat-thrown-in-the-air expression.

Charlotte was more transfixed by the Viking on Derek's shirt than the horse.

Someone loves her Aunt Kristy...

Spoiler: Charlotte's Christmas dress. I HAD to try it on her!

Sunday morning donuts.

We love donuts!!

The end.

Pictures from the past week

Last Sunday was a really nice day outside, so I decided to take Charlotte out in the backyard for some much needed outdoor time. She spent most of the time trying to eat dead leaves. It was an eventful day.

Caught Charlotte mid-bounce.

Early morning at the Huser house.

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This past weekend, Aaron's little brother, Kyle, was in the school musical. Since the Huser family reproduces at warp speed, there was the small issue of everyone getting to see the show while someone watched the babies. Aaron and I ended up watching Charlotte, Vada, and Maggie on Friday night. It wasn't nearly as terrifying as I'd imagined. All of the girls played very nicely together despite several, "Not the eyes!" and "Noooo, _______ was playing with that, you need to share!" and "We don't put our hands in other people's mouths." Aaron and I did our best to document the night in pictures, but with two of the little ones being mobile, it was near impossible.

 

Maggie loved having her picture taken.

Charlotte loves watching Maggie. She also loved being in her walker, enabling her to follow/run over poor Maggie.

Vada started to screech. Maggie and Charlotte both stared at her, then looked at us, then looked back at Vada in wonder.

Lastly, yesterday I found a pair of jeans I used to lovingly refer to as "denim sweatpants." Not too long ago, I was... heavier. Like, 50 pounds heavier. Happily, I can now fit my 18 pound baby in the front of my old jeans with room to spare. That feeling you will have looking at these pictures is pity for Charlotte.

 

Charlotte thought it was funny at first.

But quickly tired of being a kangaroo baby.

Another milestone for Charlotte.

Charlotte has finally starting saying 'dada.' She began last night during dinner while Aaron and his friend Collin were having a conversation about beans. Or maybe hunting. Or maybe it was grain. Either way, Charlotte seemed to think she needed to join in on the conversation. Hooray! I'll attempt to capture on video and post later.

Happy Monday!

Charlotte's First Halloween

In past years, I have been very pro-Halloween. Scary movies, candy, costumes, what's not to like? However, after the events of this Halloween, I'm not so sure my sentiments will ever be the same. The night started off well enough with Charlotte looking adorable in her cow costume and smiling with her dad, but I should have known that the in and out of the car seat multiple times in a 2 hour stretch would be more than our little lady could handle. She spent most of the night screaming. So I guess that's pretty fitting with Halloween now that I think about it.

The cold can was the only thing that helped Charlotte stop crying.

Before anyone gets their panties in a twist, the can is not open.

 In other news, I think Charlotte is going to be a climber.

This picture is actually really sad as she fell right on her face immediately after this picture. So of course I will post it here!

Enjoying her new cup from Grandma Jeryl.

"Give me that camera!"

Enjoying dumping everything out of her shopping cart.

I made the mistake of leaving Mr. Bear on the changing table. I found Charlotte awake from her nap reeeeeaching for him.

Charlotte aka: "Crazy Eyes"

The end.