inappropriate

addy has a new favorite thing to do: strip down outside. apparently running around naked, going down the slide naked (ya...OUUUCH?!), sitting in the water table naked...you get the picture. it usually happens when a neighbor is outside in their backyard watering their flowers or sitting at their patio table sipping wine or lemonade, enjoying a nice afternoon/evening drink. then -wammo- there's a our nearly 3 year old girlie streaking around, saying 'hi' to them. lovely. if no one else was out, i guess i wouldn't see that much of a problem with it. i mean, i've seen our male neighbors & my own hubby walking around outside without a shirt & just boxers on, so this isn't so different? maybe it is. whaddyathink? inappropriate or a right of passage into older-kidhood? i remember walking down to my grandma's in just my red moon boots (thankfully she only lived 4 houses down!).

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now for amelia. since her 2nd front/top tooth has poked through, she has reverted back to her amazingly wonderful & happy baby self. smiling, cooing, clapping, loving on us with hugs...it's spectacular & i never want her to get another tooth again! but the poor baby also has some diarrhea problems right now, which has also given her a nasty diaper rash. but she's still fairly calm about it all ("my butts on fire, but i don't care, my butts on fire, but i dooon't caaaaarrrreee, i'm wishing you a happy day annnyyywwway" = the song i pretend she's singing to me as she does her pitiful attempt at babble-singing).

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4th groundhog eating our plants episode. we are running out of extra starts. & recently it ate wes' prized lemon tomato plant. the war is on. wes now is feeling very proactive about this situation & is ignoring my idea of introducing ourselves to the neighbors & asking them to put out a live-catch trap to take their groundhogs away. he now wants to kill them. which i agree, but it's not a feasible plan. any thoughts?

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i have decided that i'm very happy with our decision to switch churches now (from central vineyard to 'big' vineyard aka vineyard of columbus). it's so close to us, addy is now staying in the classroom the entire time, as is amelia...also, i am amazed at the racial diversity! it's like we left a mostly white church 4 years ago to move to boise & came back after a year at cv to find a church that seems half white, half black. which is very very cool indeed...& the music changes took some sundays to get used to, but now i am really enjoying the choir & more gospel songs integrated into the worship. anyway, i just wanted to throw that out there. so to answer jennifer stauffer's question: yep, we do go to big vineyard & addy is there, tearing it up with her own put together outfits.

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after a few hours of this post resting on the screen, a few things have changed: both girls are giving readings of 100 degree fevers. addy complains of belly ache. both are sweaty & grumpy. here we go!

amelia also took an entire jar of baby food for lunch! what a sneaky kid. i talked to the pediatrician's nurse who said to give her bananas (amelia) to help stop the runs (apparently diarrhea is a very odd side effect for the allergy medication, but it's recommended we stop it just to be sure, for a few days). so i looked at the bananas we had in our fruit/veggie bowl & thought yuck as the fruit flies were swarming around the brown, shriveled 1 1/2 bananas. so i dug out the baby food jars that i had placed aside to give away, thinking, well, if amelia doesn't eat them, addy will. she gobbled the entire jar like a baby bird. she also let me feed her some mashed potatoes! for those who haven't tried to spoon feed amelia in the last 3 months, let's just say it's nearly impossible. but today, she let me. so...she must be sick?!

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& here's a funny me story: last night i woke up around 1:45 a.m. & was in panic! i was looking all over the room (from the perch in my bed) for amelia, who i thought was pooping & then also eating her poop. i woke up wes with an urgent request: 'find amelia & get her to stop eating her poop!' once i said it aloud to wes, it sounded ridiculous to me & i knew i was dreaming. so after wes looked at me like i was crazy, i said something along the lines of 'forget it' & tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't...