Words and Pictures

Over the years, this blog has evolved into something anchored by photos.  I rarely post words unless I have a photo crying out for publication. Not many just-words entries in Elizabethtown. Lately, you may have noticed a real slow down in my posting. Part of this is just being busier than usual, but mostly it's because of a technical issue I won't go into here (it's more a terribly boring subject for awlthat) that has slowed down my picture taking, and, more so, my moving pictures to the computer. Essentially, the computer is out of space and I haven't done the research necessary to figure out what the next step is.

But if a picture's worth a thousand words, I can always write a thousand words! Or at least relate in prose what's new in Elizabethtown.

Suzanne is talking, talking, talking. She repeats almost any word you say. She offers soliloquies of gibberish, complete with hand gestures. She identifies everything she can with words: hat, Joey, bike, shoe, sock, dry (both noun and verb: towel and what you do with a towel), momma, mommy, daddy, tree, grandma, kitty, etc., etc., ad practically infinitum.

Suzanne, now 18 months, is also having a very difficult time with teething. It seems that all of her molars have decided to come in at once.  She is in a lot of discomfort and nights are often terrible.

Elizabeth is very sweet toward her sister most of the time, and shuns her other times. In the mornings, for instance, she wants alone time in her room (or, better yet, time with Mom or Dad) with a very strong emphasis on "No Suzanne Allowed!" What Elizabeth (almost) never is, is violent. Can't really say the same for Suzanne, who aggressively pushes, hits, scratches, and pulls hair. Oh yeah, and her favorite: bites!

But she's a good girl. Sweet as pie. One just need look at her cherubic face... .

I need to post a picture!

Good Riddance!

After numerous brutal falls onto her front teeth, Elizabeth had them both removed today.  She was excited to have it done -- they were both dead and "wiggly" -- and apparently was a great patient.  The dentist couldnt believe how brave and calm she was.

She also got to watch a movie on "movie glasses" (?) during the procedure.  Cool!

Windblown

Here is a fine picture of Elizabeth at Grandma's, hair blowing in the wind of the fan.  Good job, phone-cam!

Both girls love going to Grandma Sherry's, despite potentially injurious Baby Kitty and stinky cigarette residue (but not smoke; as a rule, Grandma doesn't smoke around the girls).

Things the girls love about Grandma's include: the spinny chair; Grandma; Baby Kitty; movies (Elizabeth); Baby Kitty's food (Suzanne); the writing desk by the window; the old toy chest full of blankets; the myriad throw-pillows; the "camp site" (under the desk); Baby's numerous toys; and, of course, the elevator.