I love playing in the garage with Baba. Today I found a bucket of clay powder. I enjoyed grabbing handfuls and releasing it into the wind to watch it blow away. It ended up all over me. Yet, I am a good sport and don't mind being stripped and washed.
Mama is 23 weeks pregnant. Mama asks me, "Where is the baby?" I say "Tummy," point to her tummy and then say, "Hi".
Blurry but cute
Seventeen months old today. Getting big.
Baba's garden, a view from the wheel barrow.
The Gardner family at the garden.
I love walking through the garden. I really enjoy walking through the potatoes because it is clear where the paths are and where the potatoes are. And Baba really likes it when I walk on the paths and not on top of the plants. I like to say the word "potato". When I say it, it sounds like this: "PAY-tah-toe". When Mama showed me this picture, I pointed to it and said "pay-tah-toe" quite loudly. Mama was impressed that I recognized these plants from a picture several days after being at the garden.
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Solomon is definitely crossing the line from "baby" to "little boy!" He's so adorable... I wish I could hear him say all these great words! Hannah can say bug, bus, and bird, but they all sound like the same word: "Buh!"
We miss you, Solomon (and your mom and dad, too!)
Aunt Christine
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