What the Duck?

When Gramps realized that his Itty Bitty does indeed love the pool he built for her, he knew he should have some sort of float, so she can lounge with the ladies when not diligently practicing her back float, her face dunking and her kick, kick, kicking. So he bought her a ducky float, which she reacted to by crying on Saturday afternoon. We probably went about it wrong, plunking her straight into it after a nap, so today we took it a little slower.

Et voila, she loved it!


It even has fabulous toys for her to play with.

And of course, Gramps can always zoom her around.

We hung out with Judy today but are otherwise having a pretty low key Fourth. I have to be honest, if I'm not in Door County, it doesn't really feel like Fourth of July, and since we have a little lady who screams and cries about sudden loud noises, and who goes to bed at 8:30, we skipped out on trying to attend fireworks. So it's basically another night in our household, except that Tim didn't go to work today.

The baby slept great last night, though she was a terror to actually get in bed. And then she took some huge, fatty naps this afternoon. I suspect we are hitting the 9 month growth spurt. May the baby have mercy on our souls.