I bet Rachel Ray doesn't have one of these in her kitchen!

I did it MY way!

While we were playing in her room this afternoon, Amity enjoyed the new freedoms that crawling is permitting. I intended for us to dance to some Linda Quiroz. She, on the other hand, preferred to explore the dirty laundry...

and enjoy some self-selected reading time.

At some point in the near future, I will work on discouraging the dirty laundry exploration but I hope her self-initiated, self-selected reading will never end. I guess that I need to start praying now for teachers that love reading and letting kids read!

That's What I Love About Sunday...

This morning, we were blessed to celebrate the baptism of one of Amity's cousins. How sweet it is that Mammaw and Pappaw Bounds's great-grandchildren continue to say, "For you have heard my vows, O God; you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name." (Psalm 61:5)

Amity was well-loved on by her cousins. She was fed,

cuddled,

read to,

and, apparently, "rassled"! This girl can get wiggly!

And..she can also be extremely giggly! She has never giggled at anyone this hard and for such a long time (about 5 minutes!). My cousin thought it merited a phone call to leave a message for GDaddy and KK.

Hair today, gone tomorrow!

Amity got her first haircut today! Well, it wasn't truly her first trim but it was her first cut by a professional! No offense, Shannon! In the last month, Amity's hair has really begun to grow and grow. It's quantity is still nothing compared to her cute friend Ella but it had gotten to the point of a little unruliness. At lunchtime today, we decided to make a trip around the corner to the local barber where Dennis gets his hair cut. While the lady normally only cuts hair from the male-gender, she made an exception since Amity's hairstyle is not much different from a boy's at this point in her hair-journey. Amity did a great job and never fussed (although the pictures do indicate a few moments of concern). She loved the mirrors and would have loved to have gotten her hands on those scissors.

This next one reminds me of the scene in Little Women where Jo laments, "My hair!" and Amy replies, "Jo, how could you? Your one beauty!"

Here is an "after" picture from the back. What a cute little head!

Here is the best picture we could get from the front. We had a giggly girl on our hands!

Welcome to the world, Wyatt Nelson!

Amity is a big cousin once again! Little Wyatt Nelson was born early this morning. Turns out they didn't name him Barnabus! Who knew? We can't wait to meet you, little man!

Bluebird on my shoulder...

Well, I am not really sure it's a bluebird and it's not exactly on her shoulder but I was trying to come up with a relevant song. I can't think of this song without thinking of Tex, the shy Japanese gardener at Pine Cove who would surprise us all by performing a comedic musical routine at the weekly talent show. One of his lines was, "Bluebird on my shoulder...yuck!" Another favorite of mine was "Born free...my dad was a doctor!"

There was nothing yucky about today's sunny, eighty-degree weather so Amity and I ventured into the spring/summer side of her closet and found this little dress that used to be mine. I think it was made my Oma or my Aunt Pixie. As you can see, she seemed to think she looked pretty cute!

I've Got Sunshine...

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day.When it's cold outside I've got the month of May.I guess you'd say what can make me feel this way?My girl...Talkin' 'bout my girl...