the crown

I was trying to get a picture of the back of Nora’s Crown Burger onesie to give to the people at Crown Burger. Because I have a sickness.

The front says “small fry.”

and then it snowed

The weather was gorgeous on Saturday, and we had an ambitious day planned. First, Sarah made Nora what she dubbed a “rally hat.” Unfortunately, when our neighbor asked what cause Nora was rallying for, I didn’t have an answer.

In the afternoon, when it was too hot for padded polyester hats and long sleeves, Sarah and I took Nora with us out to the Turnbulls’ to pick up some strawberry plants. Obviously, it was very tiring.

After a nap (in her bed–we didn’t just leave her in her seat!), Nora and Sarah camped out on the lawn, while Blake and I worked on the herb garden project that drank the Great Salt Lake. Because…it was so big. Anyway, Nora was cute.

proof

Just in case you were worried that Nora saying ‘mama’ the first time was a fluke.

mama

Nora said mama for the first time about a week ago, and now she’s getting pretty good at saying it on demand. She was starting to get mad by the time I finally pulled the camera out, but what a smarty, right?

You take the lime and the cucumber, and eat them both together.

As I inadvertently discovered when I was trying to distract Nora from grabbing my salad at the Crown, she loves chewing on slices of cucumber. I was about to cut a piece for her, when I noticed the lime sitting right next to the cucumber on the shelf of the fridge. I got thinking about how similar a slice of lime would look to a cucumber slice, and about how awesome Nora’s sour face would be, and I just couldn’t help myself.

It might be sour, but she doesn’t stop trying it! OK, I know, it was mean. Anyway, it looks like there were no hard feelings.

She does seem a little hesitant to tear into the cucumber now, though…

Dancing Bean

Nora and Sarah were just dancing along with a music video until Blake came in and provided an audience.

(Don’t make fun of me because I took this video in portrait mode–that’s why it’s all wonky.)