My Daddy, the Planner

I love my Daddy!

I have always done this thing with my tongue when I concentrate.

Yes, I have finally mastered stairs...again, look at the tongue.

It was super windy!

It's a good thing I weigh 27 lbs...otherwise I might have blown away!

Belgian Chocolate Hits the Spot!

Tummy Full of Ice Cream=One Happy Girl

Daddy is a planner. He won't wear a shirt without a pocket because he needs his calendar with him at all times. Today, he proposed a plan (actually three different plans/timelines) for us to go downtown to Whole Foods for lunch and play on the roof-top playscape. Even though that part was planned, he did spontaneously stop at Amy's for ice cream. Thanks, Daddy, for planning the perfect way to spend a Saturday!