Eventually I'll make it to Ikea to get some storage bins for the bottom two shelves for Hazels toys and art supplies. The record player will probably stay so Hazel can rock out. Also, that framed lace on the wall was made by Hazel's great-great grandmother Zarhouie.
Hazel wearing her Party Pants
Hazel enjoying some food she stole from another baby. She likes to push kids, screech at them, then steal their snacks.
Double-fisting Lil' Crunchies
Helping dada assemble her new wagon, which she LOVES.
The only decent picture from the bluegrass concert that Jamie and Hazel went to in Salem. She was dancing and spinning so much, and this person was from the local newspaper trying to get her picture. You know, since she is the most adorable and funniest kid in the world.
Food porn! Fiddlehead season! It's one week a year here in New England, and I have grown to so love these tender little beauties so much.
"Driving in my car car."
Hazel met her friend James at the Children's Museum because it's in the middle of their homes. James lives in Providence, Rhode Island with his mom and dad, Rob, who happens to be an old college friend of mine. How convenient!
After a long afternoon at the Museum, we had to stop by dada's office in Cambridge.
And the tired little porkpie heads home with her blanket.
Corleigh and Cameron were so incredibly kind to bring Hazel a big huge box of super fun toddler toys that Cameron don't need anymore, since he is 3. Hazel has never been so happy in her life. She climbed right into the box and plopped down in the middle of it all and just laughed. Cameron is our new hero.
Hooray for toys! Mama always refuses to get Hazel any plastic, light-up, noise making toys because she is cruel and heartless. Cameron just saved her with these. She is enthralled with them, which prompted mama to create a separate playroom in the house so they wont be in the living room any longer. Pictures to come.