Now to Keep it Equal

Some pictures with Daddy.

Finally - some pics with Mommy!

Yes - these are still from the football game. It's rare that I actually take a picture with her! And doesn't she look so happy about it?

Our little Lady Bug

We call Livia our lady bug so of course she had to have the pajamas.

Aunt Leslie's Shower

Livia helped Mommy and Daddy do a babyshower for Aunt Leslie and Uncle Brent. She had so much fun she decided not to take a nap; by dinner time those eyelids weighed about 50 pounds.

There's no stopping her when she's at gymnastics!

More from gymnastics

She was almost strong enough to hang onto the bar by herself!

More from Tailgating

Just give the kid an empty cup and she's pretty happy!

Gymnastics

Livia took gymnastics this winter/spring. It was a fun way to burn some energy and learn to almost do a forward roll (we're still working on it). Daddy even took the morning off one week to come watch. She got to be pretty good at doing the little circuits they set up for the class but mostly she just ran around and squealed in the big gym. Why not - those floors are really squishy.

The Emotions of Quesadilla Night

Quesadillas are a big part of Livia's diet: you can hide lots of stuff she doesn't really like to eat in it and it's easy to make. Liv goes from indifferent to pretty excited. Who knew a quesadilla could evoke such emotions?

We're Back

Did you miss us? We're just staying busy with family visits, gymnastics, music and playing. Oh - and eating and drinking water/juice.

Please Hang in There

We've been having some difficulties at the Roesler house. The first was when Mommy lost the camera in a parking lot after the wind knocked over the stroller and Mommy's purse; I assume it was crushed into a hundred pieces. We went and got a new one and for some reason the computer won't accept the memory card because now they're so small you have to have an adaptor for them. Hopefully we'll be back up soon.

Dinner Giggles

It takes a long time to eat dinner when you get a case of the giggles but we don't mind getting off schedule for a few minutes to have some fun at dinner. I don't even remember what got her going but it was super cute. In case you're wondering, she did clean her plate.

Pavlov's Dog

Now, Mommy acknowledges that she's still got 10 - 15 pounds of baby weight to lose. Daddy does not help her cause when he buys an entire case of Thin Mint Girl Scout cookies. They are addictive...especially when they've been in the freezer for a few hours. It turns out that addiction is genetic and Livia has inherited Mommy's Thin Mint addiction and taken it a step further. Whenever she hears the freezer open she runs over for her Thin Mint. This is her walking around with one of her treats. I wonder if this would work with vegetables - for both of us!!!

Fun at the Playground

We had a few really nice, warm (for January anyway) days and so we took Livia to the playground at the school in our neighborhood. The first time I took her she really wanted to play basketball with a bunch of 5th - 6th grade boys. One of the boys let her play with the ball and told her she had cute teeth - now that was cute. We went with Daddy over the weekend and were the only ones there. We had fun kicking the ball, running, messing with our first snowball and swinging.

Mia Hamm?

Livia loves to kick the ball around; I don't know if it's on purpose or if she just gets running so fast to pick it up that she overshoots her mark. Either way, she does kind of dribble the ball. Mommy was hoping for a sport where we wouldn't get sunburned but hey, whatever gets her a scholarship!

Here, let me turn that on for you

Livia now knows how to turn on Grandpa's laptop. She's a great helper and really wants to type.

That's going to leave a mark

Picture scheduling could take on a whole new meaning now that Livia is a sprinter and usually ends up with a bruise, or in this case rug burn, on her face at least once a week. This last week she literally slid across the carpet on her forehead. Sometimes it's so hard not to laugh too! Oh well, she lived to tell the story.