A WOG, A DOG, AND SOME BOOTY

I brought home some Pirate's Booty from the grocery store yesterday, and The Wog is a fan! So is Piglet.




(The Wog does not usually eat ON the coffee table, but she looked so cute there that I had to take her picture before asking her to get down.)

IS ANY WOGGY HOME?

We returned a day ago from a long weekend stay with Minnie and Pop-Pop. The Wog enjoyed herself immensely; a few highlights included a trip to the Japanese hibachi restaurant, where she unsuccessfully attempted to blow out the fire a chef had ignited on a table across the room, and celebrating Aunt Mary Beth's birthday, during which she also attempted to blow out the birthday candles from about six feet away. The Wog overestimates her lung power. The Wog also enjoyed a visit with Aunt Gloria and Uncle Joe; a new purse and Cinderella doll ("Mah Barbie! Mah pursh!") from Minnie and Pop-Pop, and got herself a brand new haircut. The Wog helped feed my parent's dog, Maggie, every morning and afternoon; she took this responsibility VERY seriously and would immediately (and loudly) demand that Maggie eat as soon as the plate hit the ground. ("Come 'ere, Muggie! Eat da food!")

Once The Wog discovered she could escape from the Pack and Play, naptime and bedtime became a bit of a struggle. She'd climb out and then bang on the door yelling, "Hello? Hello? Open this door!" Mid-way through the trip she managed to lock herself into the room (after which we taped the lock so this was not repeatable), and Pop-Pop had to dismantle the doorknob to get her out while she yelled, "Is anybody home?"

In my quest to travel lightly, I left my camera behind. Luckily, Pop-Pop and Minnie sent along some photos.







The Wog had a great time and is already ready for her next visit!

SQUEAKY

When I was a child, my mother's cousin, Barbara, used to say I had a "squeaky" face. I'm not sure I ever really knew what that meant until The Wog came along.







Squeaky!

DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW...

On Saturday we went for a sleighride. Here are the kiddies (plus Andy) staying warm before the ride began:


A semi-family portrait:
Three happy:

One cold:


Unfortunately, I only took my gloves off to take one photo on the sleighride, and it came out blurry! This was particularly frustrating since I failed to capture Eva's delighted expression. She loved the sleighride and the horses, and it showed on her happy little face!

A BEE, THE WOG, AND EVA

Polly's "fwiends" Izzy Bee, Eva, and their parents came for a visit from Baltimore. We were so happy to see them! The weather was surprisingly warm (mid-20s so I'm talking New Hampshire "surprisingly") but we had 2 feet of freshly fallen snow. So we headed out on a sledding excursion, although the snow was too deep and we (and by "we" I mean everyone but the pregnant lady) had to pack down a path.






Eva was much more content before The Wog's father kicked a faceful of snow her way:


The Wog discovered her favorite new snack...snowballs! Here she is, just chilling. Literally!


More pictures of our weekend coming soon!

PLAYDATE!

Polly's friend Chloe came over on Friday morning for a playdate.

First, they did some cooking:




Then, they walked their baby:


By then, it was time for a snack!




After snacktime, the Battle for the Frog began:






(The foot-in-the-bottom was when I jumped in:)


Chums, with purses:

WOGBUSHKA

The Wog knows how to spend a snow day.