Riley in her party dress with Dad after Father's Day brunch at Carpe Diem with Pepe. We should have named her Paula.

Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to all the Fathers in my life! I would like to especially thank my husband for being a great Daddy to Riley. He is so good with her. He is with her every morning. He takes her to the park, dances and sings with her, feeds her, changes her, picks out her outfit for the day, he is her personal jungle gym. You name it and Paul does it. He never complains or gets upset. He even handles the pooppy diapers without throwing up (so far!). A lot of men love their children, but I am blessed to have a husband who cares for his child, and me too! He is a good, good man. Thanks Honey!

safety is no fun

Riley did not like her life vest at first, but she got used to it quickly. This pictures makes me want to laugh and cry at the same time.

Quick Weekend

It was another quick weekend. Grammy and Grampy almost made it into town for a visit. Darn those summer showers. I was sick all weekend and Paul worked. Riley was pretty happy except for when she had to wear her life vest on Gram and Pepe's boat yesterday. After awhile the boat rocked her to sleep. When she woke up, she was much happier and enjoyed the day on the water. She is defiantly going to be a water baby. We are signing her up for swimming lessons at the YMCA next month. Paul will be the one taking her to class. I can not be the one to dunk our baby in the water. We'll let you know how it goes.

Grammy K and Riley

Grammy K came to visit last week. She could not stay long, but it sure was great to see her.

A little taste of freedom

Paul had to work on Sunday so Riley and I decided to try out our new shopping cart blanket at Target. I found a great cart blanket (those padded blankets that cover the seat of a shopping cart for the kid to sit in instead of sitting right on the seat like we all did growing up) in a consignment store for $10. I received satisfaction with my purchase when I put Riley in it and she instantly spit up. The reward for protecting her from the germs of all the other kids that spit up in the cart before her was priceless. Our Target trip was a huge success. Riley was a big girl sitting in the cart independently. She loved the freedom to look around and touch EVERYTHING. I almost peed myself when I pushed her past a mirror and she screamed with laughter from looking at herself. She enjoyed it so much that she slumped over and napped half the time. And I enjoyed not having a little human strapped to the front of me while I researched the best deal on sunscreen.