And still, blogspot is against me. I can't post anymore pictures at the moment, but at least I got a few up.
Flannery is now officially potty-trained and moved out of her crib into a big girl bed. All the vestiges of babyhood are, one by one, being stored in the closet, lent out to someone else or taken to Goodwill. Her hair is getting long, she speaks in full sentences, 'cooks' her wooden vegetables and play dough and reads stories to me now. Wow.
But she still falls asleep in my arms from time to time before her nap.
Oh, and she will now watch a movie now - almost from beginning to end. Her favorite is Cars. I hear her talking to Mater in the living room "Oh, fanks Mater! Want more coffee?"
She has also renamed fingernails, "fingertails", which I think we will adopt.
Tata for now.