Monday, April 26, 2010
Building a Birthday Bear
On Sunday, Jessica and the rest of us went to her classmate Lindsay's birthday party at the Build-A-Bear Workshop at the Mall of Georgia. We had a wonderful time, and Jessica got to build her own teddy bear, whom she named Buku. Here are some pictures of the two of them together:
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Elyse Smiling, Jessica Jumping, and Both Girls Together
Elyse is a very smiley girl these days:
Jessica is very active; she loves to jump, as evidenced by these three pictures:
(In these pictures, in the chair from which Jessica is launching herself you can see her friend Hippo)
The girls love each other; Elyse usually smiles big when Jessica is playing with her (except when Jessica gets too rough, and then Elyse tends to cry). Here are a couple of pictures of them from last Thursday night:
Jessica is very active; she loves to jump, as evidenced by these three pictures:
(In these pictures, in the chair from which Jessica is launching herself you can see her friend Hippo)
The girls love each other; Elyse usually smiles big when Jessica is playing with her (except when Jessica gets too rough, and then Elyse tends to cry). Here are a couple of pictures of them from last Thursday night:
Monday, April 19, 2010
Elyse is Three Months Old!
Today, Elyse is exactly three months old!
And she had a doctor's appointment this morning, so we know that she weighs 14.2 pounds (the 90th percentile, VERY big), and is two feet tall (the 75th percentile, which makes her, proportionally, the tallest of the Burdetts).
And she had a doctor's appointment this morning, so we know that she weighs 14.2 pounds (the 90th percentile, VERY big), and is two feet tall (the 75th percentile, which makes her, proportionally, the tallest of the Burdetts).
Friday, April 16, 2010
Elyse Smiles
This is how happy Elyse is to see her Mommy when she gets home from work in the afternoon:
Jessica's First Haircut
Last week Jessica went to Just Kids Kuts in Snellville for her first real haircut (besides Mommy or Daddy trimming her bangs), complete with shampoo and blow dry, and she got to sit in a pink Jeep while it was going on. (Except for the shampoo. Jeeps don't usually come equipped with sinks.) Granny was there, and took lots of pictures, six of which you can see below:
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Hey, Hippo!
a true story, retold by Daddy
Jessica has had an imaginary friend named Rabbit for a couple of years now. We hear a lot about Rabbit; when we go out anywhere, Jessica tells us at least one time, "That's Rabbit's car!" (Rabbit has a remarkably diverse set of vehicles at his disposal, we've learned.) On our way to anywhere that requires us to go down residential streets, we will inevitably hear, "That's Rabbit's house!" Sometimes, it turns out, Rabbit has two or three houses on the same street. We've even been told, "Rabbit goes to that church."
Recently, Jessica started pointing out Rabbit to us at public places like Kroger or CiCi's or Stone Mountain Park. Rabbit changes form often, but usually appears to be a typical, unsuspecting shopper or diner who doesn't quite understand why he or she (Rabbit has no set gender) is being pointed to by a three-year-old.
Rabbit and Jessica have another friend, Hippo, who came into being, we believe, because of the giant purple hippopotamus we have in our living room (of the stuffed-animal kind), and because of Sandra Boynton's tendency to write about hippos in her books.
Jessica has also been pointing out Hippo to us.
Recently Jessica and I went to Dunkin' Donuts for breakfast. Near the end of the meal, when Jessica's face was covered with chocolate frosting and sprinkles and so was the table, a man in a dress shirt and tie came in with a newspaper under his arm. "That's Rabbit!" Jessica said. "Hey, Rabbit!"
Rabbit went about the business of ordering his bran muffin and coffee, paying us no mind. Jessica went after the last of the chocolate frosting.
A moment later another man came in. He was...how shall I put this kindly?...a very big man. The kind of man who's probably self-conscious about his weight and the attention it may sometimes draw. However, his size and possible related insecurities were all immaterial to Jessica; she's oblivious to such things. What mattered to Jessica was simply that he was the person who walked in right after Rabbit.
And that's the reason Jessica pointed at him and said, "And there's Hippo! Hey, Hippo!"
I don't know if the man heard her or not; I hope not. If he did, I hope he understands a thing or two about three-year-olds.
But I was turning a little red. "Um, Honey, I think Hippo wants some time to himself," I said, quietly but urgently. "Let's leave Hippo alone for now. Let him enjoy his donut. We'll probably see him tomorrow."
And we cleaned up and departed without incident, leaving Rabbit and Hippo to enjoy their breakfasts in peace.
Jessica has had an imaginary friend named Rabbit for a couple of years now. We hear a lot about Rabbit; when we go out anywhere, Jessica tells us at least one time, "That's Rabbit's car!" (Rabbit has a remarkably diverse set of vehicles at his disposal, we've learned.) On our way to anywhere that requires us to go down residential streets, we will inevitably hear, "That's Rabbit's house!" Sometimes, it turns out, Rabbit has two or three houses on the same street. We've even been told, "Rabbit goes to that church."
Recently, Jessica started pointing out Rabbit to us at public places like Kroger or CiCi's or Stone Mountain Park. Rabbit changes form often, but usually appears to be a typical, unsuspecting shopper or diner who doesn't quite understand why he or she (Rabbit has no set gender) is being pointed to by a three-year-old.
Rabbit and Jessica have another friend, Hippo, who came into being, we believe, because of the giant purple hippopotamus we have in our living room (of the stuffed-animal kind), and because of Sandra Boynton's tendency to write about hippos in her books.
Jessica has also been pointing out Hippo to us.
Recently Jessica and I went to Dunkin' Donuts for breakfast. Near the end of the meal, when Jessica's face was covered with chocolate frosting and sprinkles and so was the table, a man in a dress shirt and tie came in with a newspaper under his arm. "That's Rabbit!" Jessica said. "Hey, Rabbit!"
Rabbit went about the business of ordering his bran muffin and coffee, paying us no mind. Jessica went after the last of the chocolate frosting.
A moment later another man came in. He was...how shall I put this kindly?...a very big man. The kind of man who's probably self-conscious about his weight and the attention it may sometimes draw. However, his size and possible related insecurities were all immaterial to Jessica; she's oblivious to such things. What mattered to Jessica was simply that he was the person who walked in right after Rabbit.
And that's the reason Jessica pointed at him and said, "And there's Hippo! Hey, Hippo!"
I don't know if the man heard her or not; I hope not. If he did, I hope he understands a thing or two about three-year-olds.
But I was turning a little red. "Um, Honey, I think Hippo wants some time to himself," I said, quietly but urgently. "Let's leave Hippo alone for now. Let him enjoy his donut. We'll probably see him tomorrow."
And we cleaned up and departed without incident, leaving Rabbit and Hippo to enjoy their breakfasts in peace.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Easter Portraits
On Sunday morning, we set up our living room studio for some Easter portraits. Here are two of the best from the session:
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