Halloween

Tomorrow is Halloween and we are getting excited for trick-or-treating! Matt and I are having a hard time resisting eating the candy we have already bought for the neighborhood kids. Matt said that I wasn't allowed to buy candy this year, because I would just get healthy stuff. Here is one of the best costumes I have seen so far. This is our friend Tejas dressed as the 80's rapper Flava Flav.

Baikal meet Sippy Cup, Sippy Cup meet Baikal

It has taken a bit of practice, but Baikal can take water from both a regular cup and a sippy cup. Way to go girl! She still spills quite a bit from the regular cup, but I just use that to clean up the already messy highchair.


You want me to drink out of what?


Err....I'm not so sure about this.


Gulp, gulp, gulp...


Piece of cake! What next? Chopsticks?

Cuteness Multiplied

My cousin Lisa recently called and accused me of trying to kill her with cuteness. She said the bee outfit had pushed her over the edge. I figure I might as well push the envelope. What is cuteness multiplied? Babies AND puppies! My sister recently got a puppy named Olive. I think Baikal and Olive will become good friends.

Secret Life of Bees

Today I followed a little bee. It opened the gate, climbed up the stairs, and played in the garden.

Kanuga

The Miller family had a great time in the NC mountains at Kanuga. We had a nice stop at Furman University along the way.

Good Night Moon

Baikal has started to become more interested in books. She mostly likes to turn the pages. This is Matt's favorite bedtime story.

Name Game

We had a great weekend. I took Baikal to see her first demolition! The old Wachovia building was rigged with explosives and KA-BOOMed this past Saturday. You can watch it for yourself on youtube here. Speaking of buildings, I saw this one in Cincinnati. Rybolt is my mother's maiden name. Of course, now that I am a Miller, seeing one's last name on things has become commonplace.

Speaking of names, Baikal continues to get mixed reviews as far as a name goes. People either love it or are confused by it. I have to admit, it has grown on me so much that each time I meet an Ella or Emma (current popular names on the baby circuit) I feel proud to have a "one of a kind" type of kid. Of course, that feeling doesn't last forever. At gymboree, we were playing the name game. The instructor had to skip over Baikal because she was having too hard of a time with it. Banana fana fo fana, me mi mo mana...



Happy family!