Pillow Pets

It's a pillow!!

It's a pet!!

It's a Pepper Pillow Pet!!

Snuggling on the dog bed with Pepper has become one of Rachel's favorite activities lately (much to my dismay- YUCK). But, Pepper doesn't seem to mind as long as Rachel is being nice. We had to get after Rachel today when she was CLIMBING on Pepper...but snuggling is ok. Pepper has been so good with Rachel. Good thing. Rachel loves her a LOT.

Fun at the Park

Rachel and I went to the park this afternoon for a little fun on the playground. It will come as no surprise that Rachel insists on being a big girl... On our last trip, she saw a 3 year old doing going down the slide this way:

So naturally, that is how she wants to do it too.

 She LOVES going down the slide.

 "Here Mommy! You swing, I'll push!"

 We had a swinging good time!

Taking Care of Her Friends

This morning, while we had our breakfast, I put Pepper in the bedroom. Because we never feed her, she sits under Rachel's high chair and drools. Not just a little drool. A LOT of drool. It's gross and I wasn't in the mood, so I put her in the bedroom. While I was cleaning up after breakfast, I could hear Rachel's Cheerio's hitting the floor. This is what I found.

Rachel was sitting on the floor by the door to the bedroom pushing Cheerios under the door to Pepper. What I couldn't capture on camera, was Pepper's tongue flicking out from under the door.

As a side note, later that morning, Rachel learned how to open doors on her own, so now she can just let Pepper out.

The entertainment never ends with these two....

Mama's Little Helper: Laundry

Rachel also enjoys helping with the laundry. That is, if by help, I mean taking the laundry out of the basket and throwing it on the floor. But if you're in need of someone to scoop the laundry soap out of the box and pour it into the washer, she is your gal!

Pretty, Pretty Pepper

Rachel loves her beads. She wears them around the house, out to feed her cows (recently, her word for cows is boooda. Sounds like cow to me.), and she wore them to Mother Goose time at the library. I'm certainly not going to fault her for it since I spent most of my childhood running around in an old red nightgown when I went to my Granny's house. Anyways, this weekend, Rachel thought Pepper should get to be pretty too. She dug her beads out of the toy box and put them on Pepper. (Please ignore the Pringles can. It was empty... she was hoping it would become full again if she carried it around).

Pepper, as you can tell, is just THRILLED with Rachel's need for her to accessorize. It's only going to get more fun, Doodlebug. It won't be long and she'll be dressing you up in her doll clothes! Just be thankful that scrunchies are out of style... From my own personal experience, corgi ears look great in scrunchies.

Mama's Little Helper: Feeding Pepper

Rachel is my little helper. In the last couple of weeks, she has been very helpful with feeding Pepper. We're still working on her aim a little bit, but her passion for her work is obvious.

Happy Birthday, Nikki!

Happy Birthday, Nikki!! I know that you aren't really crazy about this particular birthday...but I've heard that age is only a number. So I hope that you look forward to all the blessings that this new year will bring to you! We love you!!! See you Friday for lunch!

Feeding the Moos

Mel has several heifers penned up in the barnyard. Rachel discovered them one evening about a month ago, and has decided that it is her job to make sure that they are properly nourished every day. To do this, she hauls her wagon down to the barn yard where she fills it with only the most select grasses. Then she is off to the pen to feed her moos, as she calls them. At first, the heifers didn't know what to think about her and there were only one or two that would come up to eat the grass. Now they see her coming and all gather at the gate jostling for a good position for their snack.

The other night, after feeding the moos, Rachel leaned against the fence with her arm over the side and proceeded to tell her Daddy, in a very serious tone, something incredibly important about the moos. I think she's going to be a natural at this whole farming thing. She even knows that she should shut the gate behind her. One step ahead of mama and Grandma on that one. :) (We can laugh about that now, right Nancy?)

After feeding the moos, she was off to play with the kitties...although they don't always want to play with her. I can't imagine why...

It's easy to see that Miss Rachel is an animal lover. I don't know who she would have gotten that from...

Marching off to feed the moos...with one piece of grass. She left her wagon with me. No worries, I hauled it over there for her. Mama... pack mule... I have lots of different roles.

Feeding her moo's.

"Hey Kid- Got any more?"

Here Kitty, Kitty!!

This black cat wasn't quite as smart as the others and allowed Rachel to get close. So Rachel pulled her tail. Several times. Yet the cat continued to stay within Rachel's reach. After about 5 minutes, the cat finally started to understand that despite my and Mel's best efforts to explain she has to pet the kitty nice... Rachel was going to continue to yank her tail- and she left.

"I just don't understand why the kitties won't play with me!!"

I should be cleaning my kitchen, but...

I've had demands from a reader to update the blog.

Sorry!! Since we've gotten home from our trip to IL- which was fun and successful- we haven't had much blog worthy material around here.

The weather has finally broken. We went from 100 on Saturday to about 72 on Sunday. Can I get an AMEN? You could almost hear the plants, animals, birds, even the darn weeds- sigh in relief. I opened the windows and it was actually too cold- I had to shut them!

Rachel likes the cooler weather because she gets to play outside more- however, she does NOT enjoy the fall clothing (socks, jackets, pants). We will also be making a trip to somewhere other than Walmart for some new shoes. Her big feet are pushing the limits of her current pair. Putting her feet in them with socks on is like the stepsisters trying on the glass slipper in Cinderella. We looked at Walmart on Saturday- but YUCK.

To continue the feet discussion...she did not inherit them from me. She has outgrown her 18 month footie jammies. They fit great in the leg length and arms...but I have to cram her feet in there which, I'm sure, is not comfortable. I found a pair of 24 month footies in her hand me downs. They have plenty of wiggle room in the toes but she looks kind of silly because they are a bit baggie on her. Poor kid inherited my plump thighs and her daddy's long skinny feet.

Aren't you glad you asked for the blog update, Mom? A weather update and lengthy discussion on Rachel's feet!

Alas, tomorrow will be better. I'm going to finally take some pictures of the adorableness of Rachel feeding her "moos" (known to the rest of the world as cows).