Squeaker, Blackberry Hunter

Since Squeaker and moved into our own place, one of her favorite things to do has been to go for a walk around the neighborhood. This fun activity has become an addiction for her since we discovered that every stand of trees that escaped the builder's wrath is full of blackberry bushes. Incidentally don't mention the location of any bushes to her, or I will be in trouble. Part of the fun is that the Daddy person has convinced her that they are out little secret. She has developed the idea that it is ok to tell people so long as the live far enough away that they don't wander over to pick our blackberries, but that we can't tell anyone who lives nearby.

I have no idea how much longer the berries will last, but there will be much sadness and gnashing of teeth after they are gone.

I still need to get the camera to the pool. Squeaker continues to progress from 'sinkerpants' to mermaid. Have a good week.

A little more music

Squeaker has been enjoying the pool and has made huge strides in the last couple of weeks. The Daddy person however keeps forgetting to bring the waterproof camera to the pool. Instead we have another musical number. Notice how the long walk...



Have a good week.

Recital

Squeaker had her first piano recital last week. Her lessons were the product of one of the Daddy person's better bids at a charity auction.



I should have taped the practice too. Squeaker had never played a grand piano before and she could barely be corralled to play her piece. Her main interest was in watching the way the piano created its notes. Enjoy the video and listen for her method of measuring a rest note.

Colonial Day

Squeaker and the Daddy person enjoyed a nice day of colonial games with Grammy and Granddad.