Yogi

Ugh I've been such a slacker! Must...keep...blogging...Usually when I don't post it's because I've also been slacking in the photography department, but this time I've just been lazy. Of course now I have a ton of pictures that I want to get on here.

Lately Molly's been all about new perspectives. She enjoys looking under things, just to see what's going on, and if nothings available to look under, she just looks under herself. It cracks me up because she loves it if you get down and look at her and of course she loves to wave at you from between her legs. Super Freaking Cute! She's going to be a little Yogi just like her aunt Cassie

Downward Dog

She's also still really into cups and now that she's figured out where water comes from, she's all about trying to fill her cup up.

Two weeks ago, (That's how bad of a blogger I've been) we went to Granny Kathy's house for a bbq. The highlight for me were Kevin's awesome ribs, the highlight for Molly were the turtles. I don't think it really sunk in that these were real live turtles (well I suppose they're actually Tortoises but do we really need to explain that to a one year old?) to her "tut tles" are little bright green plastic things that she plays with in the bathtub, but I'm sure she'll figure it out eventually.

Standoff with the turtle.

Getting some love from aunt Cassie.

Hanging out with Granny.

Molly's hair has been getting longer and thicker and the other day when I was trying to clean crap (not literally...although I wouldn't rule that completely out as a possibility) from lunch out of her hair, I gave her a little spike. She was trying to squeeze as much water as possible out of a wet paper towel, which is why she has that little puckered up face.

If you click on this to see the big version, you can check out all of Molly's teeth. She's still working hard on the laterals (proper name courtesy of Ramsey) but they haven't popped through yet.

Last Wednesday, Ramsey and Grayson came over to visit. Grayson and Molly are the cutest when they're together. Grayson is 6 months older so he's at that "mine" stage and Molly is completely oblivious to his distress which makes it pretty funny to watch.

Playing in the baby cage.

I've gotten pretty good at capturing Grayson crying, but this one is probably my best.

"I like you better when you're in and I'm out."

I'll end the post with a bonus picture of Molly looking peaceful. Trust me, it didn't last for long.