like her father and her maternal grandfather before her...

I don't know about Grampa Stevie - maybe he does it too...But anyway, I caught Flannery wandering through the house with a toothpick in her mouth. She periodically stopped, looked at the ceiling thoughtfully and poked around in her mouth with the toothpick. It's really scary to realise that someone with no discernment is watching us that much!

then we went camping!

Flannery loves to dip things. When we went camping, she took over my oh-so-precious cup of coffee that Brendan had made for me with her graham cracker - it quickly became coffee-cracker sludge and she slurped it down with vigor. Sooo nasty.


Flannery

Flannery is lying on the floor with a mostly empty potato chip bag and one of Brendan's shoes. She alternates - a bite of chip and a chew on the laces. I noticed because I saw feet waving in the air on the other side of the coffee table and heard gurgling. I wonder if the flavor of the shoelace accents the "cheddar sour cream" flavored chips - you know, like salt, lime and tequila.
A few days ago she got her first baby doll - handmedown from a friend - and now we don't do anything without dolly -christened "That". Including praying before dinner. She stopped the prayer, got "That" and made us ALL hold hands - later she tried very hard to get That to eat graham cracker. If her behavior with That is any indication of our treatment of her, then we're doing okay. She walks around holding That and patting her head and kissing her face. ;-)
I'll put pictures up soon!
Sharon

Give me a word...any word!

So, I got Flannery to say tzatziki yesterday. It wasn't completely intelligible but I'm sure it was tzatziki and she sure liked saying it. I've also discovered a great way to pacify her - give her another kid's sippy cup. It works like a charm!