mustaches and socks

We have just been watching Whitney grow up everyday here in Cheney. But we would like to say congrats to Emily and Scott on their new arrival. I am glad that everyone is healthy and strong. We have a couple pictures of our little girl.

With her new outfits that Whitney got for her birthday came some cute hair scrunchies. We use to be able to put them on Whitney all the time, but now it is a major struggle. I hope she gets use to the idea of wearing them again. Anyway, one day I put on a purple one to match her purple shirt and it stayed on for about 10 minutes. This picture kind of portrays how much Whitney tries to take them off because the scrunchie is all loose and her hair is crazy from Whitney trying to get the tie off. Don’t worry, I didn’t make her keep it on once she got it off.

So we have a new favorite activity of Whitney that we have had to prevent. She likes to throw things into the kitchen garbage. One day I put some extra big socks on her and she took them off pretty quickly. I didn’t really care because it was a warm day, so I let her play with the socks. Eventually, I wanted to put the socks back on and could only find one. I searched our whole apartment for the missing one and finally gave up and put new socks on her. Lo and behold, several hours later when I open the garbage lid to throw in a wrapper, there is the other sock. Luckily, I just took out that garbage that morning, so it wasn’t sitting on something gross. But now we keep the lid kind of locked so Whitney cannot just toss away anything she doesn’t want. I decided to get a picture of Whitney holding the trouble sock.

Will got this little puzzle ball in a package from his mom a couple of weeks ago. The ball comes into pieces and you have to put it together again. Whitney really likes the little pieces; the other day we caught her with the black piece in her mouth in such a way that she looks like she has a moustache. It was cute.

I don’t know what this look is that is on Whitney’s face, I just know that it cannot be good. She has either done something she shouldn’t or is about to do something she shouldn’t.

Whitney practices her kissing skills on her toy monkey or toy baby. She is always giving kisses to everything. The other day we were at a party with some people in our ward and she went up to some other guy and kissed his foot. Fortunately, this other guy has a baby Whitney’s age, so he didn’t mind having his foot kissed. I think he was just surprised.

Whitney has gotten very good at playing fetch. We have her well trained. Now, we can always get Whitney to get us a book or a bear or her baby or whatever. Of course, you would think that means she always listens to us, right? Definitely not. I think she must have selective hearing because she never seems to hear when I tell her ‘no’ when it is something she really wants, like the TV wires or the lamp. But we are still working on it. Hope everyone else is doing well.