Just a Fwimmin'

A few months ago we decided to buy a small inflatable pool for the back yard... I was thinking of something slightly larger than the one we purchased, but Abbi Kate wanted the fish one, and so the fish one is what we bought. Apart from going to the playground or "chalking the sidewalk", it's pretty much the best thing ever if you're Abbi Kate.

You Say Shrek, I say Karek.

We took Abbi Kate to see the new Shrek movie a few weeks ago. And much like she was obsessed with Disney movies following our trip to Disney World, she constantly wants to watch Shrek (we own the previous 3 installments). The cute thing is that she calls it "ka-rek" and any attempts to correct this completely fail. We say "sh.sh.sh.REK" and she says, "kah.kah.kah.REK".... Maybe she can't say "sh" you say... oh no. She can. I know this because occasionally when I shush her and say, "shh.." she will look at me with a glare that I'm sure I'll see on a daily if not hourly basis when she becomes a teenager and says "shhhhh!" right back at me.