Are you ready to play???

Guess who loves green apples?



Guess who loves sitting in her toy basket?



Guess who loves ketchup?



Guess who is most likely to climb Mount Everest before she learns to walk?



This one's a two-fer.

Guess who loves Mr. Bunny and brushing her teeth?



Life over the last week has consisted of work, the gym, trying out the childcare facilities at the gym so I no longer have an excuse not to go when Doug isn't at home or I just don't feel like going, hoping Sydney doesn't get kicked out of childcare at the gym for trying to steal this one girl's mac and cheese, although the rules and postings on the door clearly state there is no food allowed so is it really Sydney's fault if she's being taunted with her favorite food? I mean, we were always told if you're going to eat in class, bring enough to share right? Oh, and then there's following Sydney around to make sure she doesn't eat dog food or climb on anything to get to everything she's not supposed to have, and having friends over for jambalaya on Mardi Gras, and giving baby M her bottle so her mom and dad could have a few minutes to enjoy said jambalaya, and dishes, lots and lots of dishes, like record-breaking amounts of dishwashing seem to have taken place in my house. Maybe takeout and paper plates are in order for the rest of the week. It's only fair, right?