Happy Birthday Aunty Jen! She turned 30 this Wednesday...but she still feels 15.
We had a busy week! Aunty Cat and Phoenix came to visit...
...we went to the beach...
...played on the swings..
...took many walks...
..and we are saying "Hi" in context and with regularity! Yay!
We also had a Memorial Day cookout at the GG's house. It was wonderful!
We have had an exciting week! We went to Cousin Kaine's baseball game, we helped Aunty Jen put together bottles and played with Rex, we got a ride from the Girl GG, we're cutting a new tooth, we have started to assert ourselves (we pout and whine when we don't get our way!) and
Aunty Cat is coming on Sunday! Yay!
Daddy's shirt is kind of like a dress for us. Still looks good, though.
The new tooth is kicking our little butt. It may be contributing to the sassy factor, but only a little. We are also picking up objects and eating them at an astouding rate. Daddy's been bitten twice today trying to pull new and interesting things from the monkey's mouth.
Have you ever had a little 22-pound girl try to pull her hand out of yours because she wants to go in a different direction than you? It's funny and sad. Mostly funny, though.
See this box? It has become an object of contention. Actually, walking behind the box and messing around with the nail clippers on the table while Mommy and Daddy continuously say "Danae! No! Danaaae...".
We had a wonderful Mother's Day! We visited all the Moms and Grandmoms and Great Grandmoms and gave them flowers. We are also, by the way, full-on walking on flat surfaces. The slightest object causes us to fall on our butt, and forget about grass or hills. We are also speaking whole sentences in jibberish. Daddy thinks we are seconds away from just voicing our every little thought like we've been doing it all the time.
We went to Kaine's baseball game. It was very cold! Kaine's team won. Yay Cousin Kaine!
Imagine all the exciting things that happened between this picture...
...and this one!
We took this opportunity to inform Daddy that we never want another green bean again!
Mommy and Aunty Jen went for a ride...
...then Grandma Sue and Kaine went for a ride.
We also visited with Grandpa Ron and Grandma Fely. Grandma Fely gave us mangos. We love us some mangos.
Walking is coming along very well. We have some good videos of Danae walking, but I'm not gonna show you those today. Mommy getting beaten up is much funnier.
Today you are eleven months old! It sounds strange, but I don't think of you as a baby anymore. You're more like a little foreigner. Like an exchange student from the country of Minutia, where you're all little and yell at each other in strange languages and have to touch everything. Now, I can't find Minutia on the map, but I can kind of guess what it's like from from what I know about you.
First off, there's no gravity where you come from. You have no regard for it because you've never seen it before. It is still an utter shock when you miss a step and fall on your butt. "Where did this ground come from!?". We put you on the bed to play with the kitties and as soon as they jump off, you go right after them, like you got wings or something! You're in America now, little girl! What goes up must come down! It's in the Constitution.
Secondly, where you come from, sometimes things can be solid, then change. You must therefore check everything vigorously and repeatedly to make sure it is still solid. There's nothing as treacherous as a solid thing that's not solid anymore (I guess). But you're very good at it. I'm sure you do your fellow Minutians proud.
And more, I know you're saying something in another language. You have been walking around for weeks saying something that sounds like "pootaapootaapootaa". I swear, I have tried to sound out every variation of things we say to you that might sound like that - dippy? potato? boater? But you'll even say it silently to yourself. 
Other than that you've been a perfect houseguest. I know that one day you'll learn to love our all American, gravity enhanced, constantly-solid lifestyle. You seem to enjoy the food. That's good. Oh, and sorry we won't let you out of the cat door anymore. It was really cute, but you got a little scratch on your leg, and in America we bleed.
We went to the park this week! Well, not the actual park (too many people) but the little mini-park in our apartment complex. It was wonderful!
We walked with Mommy...
..and picked up a lot of things from the dirt. Daddy is happy to report that very few things made it to her mouth.
