It's only 10:15, and. Sammy's fallen asleep half way along our walk. I guess this means I won't have a relaxing naptime today. Sweet thing.
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Outdoors
Sammy's been channeling his favorite Sesame Street smash hit "Outdoors" by Jason Mraz featuring Elmo lately. The mornings have been pretty chilly, but the afternoons in Gainesville have been quite wonderful. So after waking from his naps, we've been heading outdoors to do a bit of lawn mowing, playing in the rockin' turtle and leaving our favorite hippo in the planter...no, I think we like him better off the grilling patio.

Our forays into the backyard have also prompted the use of a new word in Sammy's vocabulary: gee. It means "please." He'll walk over to what he wants, be it swinging in the swing, climbing the ladder or climbing, yes climbing, the slide, turn to us, and say "gee" to get one of us to come over and help him. It's a far cry, quite literally, from the aptly-named pterodactyl scream that used to pierce the air whenever he wanted something. Oh, how nice it is to have a sweet-tempered child.
Evening
Since the evenings have been so nice lately, Sean and I (well, in tonight's case, it's just me) have been sitting on our bench in the front garden watching Sammy as he strolls around, displacing the freshly-laid pine straw his Uncle Josh so sweetly dispersed on Saturday. This is my view tonight. I'll probably be out here another half our or so, sipping my Mexican coke I just picked up from the store. Oops, I shouldn't have revealed that. I hope Sean's not reading this.
Hodge-podge
So fine. It's been over two months since my last post. I'd be surprised if anyone is even going to check my blog. Kudos to you from me if you're reading this now. ;-)
Back in March, after Sean essentially completed his Master's degree by finishing his thesis, he planted a vegetable garden in our backyard. He has ten tomato plants, eight eggplant plants (or eggplants?), four cayenne pepper plants and seven collard plants. They're just about matured enough to harvest. Mmmm mmmm. Here's Daddy and Sammy working hard to put it all together.
| Relocating grass before gardening. |
| Sammy can put away dirt like it's no one's business. |
In April, I took Sammy to a local park and snapped some great photos of of my cheese-ball. I meant to share them earlier as updated 10-month-old shots, but they've just been sitting on my computer since then. My bad. Here are some of the highlights.
| See? Cheese-ball. |
| What in the world? |
| Sammy's signature bear crawl |
And finally, for those of you who can't see any of me in Sammy's features, here's a baby picture of me around 6 months for comparison.
| Megan in 1989 |
| Sammy in 2011 |
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