Saturday, June 12, 2010

the many faces of Annie Ring

Today Annie said over breakfast: My name is Annie Ring but people call me Annie. Yes Annie, that's how it works, don't know where you learned that but yes, that's how it goes.

Thought I'd share that and then share some random pictures I just found on my camera. This is all the same kid I swear.



Currently this kid is upstairs crying in her portable crib. She's been downgraded from the toddler bed. Basically we got rid of the pacifier (which I could have sworn she was on board with? now I know she was just playing along...she's very much not on board with being paci free but it's too late...they went out with last week's trash) and now the child does not sleep. We set up the portable crib so she'd be contained because somehow no paci = the need to cry and thump on the door ALL NIGHT.

2 comments:

jen said...

that's the only upside i see of teenagers... i slept SO much then - i'm hoping to catch up then.

Baby Royal said...

Paci's in the trash? I have been waiting for my care package. Every time the mail man goes by I get my hopes up. Annie, I thought we had a deal!