On Thursday, my dad arrived for a visit. He is usually very busy this time of year, but had a break in his schedule last week. Thus, he made a layover in Kansas on his way to a conference in Connecticut. It was his first time to meet Miss Beatrice and we had a wonderful time!
Evie loves his Grampy and had so much fun playing.
Look at my princess and her Grampy! How cute are they? I think dad was pretty smitten with our happy girl.
I did some serious rearranging before dad arrived, and thought I would document my house while it was clean. It never lasts very long.
I moved the rocker to the library. I think it works there. That space always seems so quiet and comfortable.
Beautiful fall colors on the vine climbing our porch.
I moved the dining room table to the wall and made a play area. It is much more useful for us than having a formal eating space. And on the plus side, Evie won't give himself a concussion running into the table.
I also hauled the old oriental rug up from the basement and positioned our couch and livingroom around it. Even though it is really worn in spots, it makes the space seem homier and more put together.
Being silly with my boy!
To kill some time before Grampy arrived, Evie and I made a tent in his bedroom. It was lots of fun to play in and we even read a few books.
Elmo approved.
Grampy with his grand-bubbles.
See her little elf ear? Both of them are starting to have distinctly peeked tips. I think it is because her aunt Amanda kept asking if she had elf-y ears.
Funny thing about this picture, it makes Phoebe look like a sweet obedient dog. In actuality, she gave dad blisters from pulling so hard.
Everett was a little intrigued by my dad's mustache. As are we all. Funny story, when I was about Everett's age, my dad shaved off his mustache for the first time in my life. I was so mad that I told him to "put it back" and when he couldn't, I didn't talk to him.
Grampy cuddles are so special.
Okay, so this isn't actually on a walk, but I really wanted to include these pictures to show how intently Miss Beatrice interacts!
When dad was here we walked to the cemetery to look for my great-grandparents memorials. I thought some of the statuary was especially beautiful and seasonally appropriate. Just creepy enough.
Evie loves his Grampy and had so much fun playing.
Look at my princess and her Grampy! How cute are they? I think dad was pretty smitten with our happy girl.
I did some serious rearranging before dad arrived, and thought I would document my house while it was clean. It never lasts very long.
Beautiful fall colors on the vine climbing our porch.
Being silly with my boy!
To kill some time before Grampy arrived, Evie and I made a tent in his bedroom. It was lots of fun to play in and we even read a few books.
Elmo approved.
See her little elf ear? Both of them are starting to have distinctly peeked tips. I think it is because her aunt Amanda kept asking if she had elf-y ears. 
Funny thing about this picture, it makes Phoebe look like a sweet obedient dog. In actuality, she gave dad blisters from pulling so hard. 
Everett was a little intrigued by my dad's mustache. As are we all. Funny story, when I was about Everett's age, my dad shaved off his mustache for the first time in my life. I was so mad that I told him to "put it back" and when he couldn't, I didn't talk to him.
Grampy cuddles are so special.
Precious little fingers.
When she gets floor time, she gets so excited and practically dances around! It is so cute to watch. 
Her eyes are an enigmatic hue. I still can't decide whether they have settled or not. In some light they look indigo, in others deep forest green, and sometimes they look like melted chocolate chips.
Excuse the hangnail, I just loved how sweet and cuddled up she was in the sling. I love carrying her so close.
Every day she is a little smilier and more talkative. She loves to coo and gurgle and smile whether she is on the floor, in her chair, in the boppy, or in your arms. She is happy 90% of the time or more and adores any and all attention she gets.
Even though she still has a bit of a runny nose in this picture, I thought her expression was priceless.
She loves her pacifier, but has recently started trying to find her thumb!
In this picture she is cuddled up in a blanket my grandmother crochetted for her and wearing a jumper that my Oma knit for me when I was a baby. It had my nickname embroidered on it, but somehow that just didn't feel right for Beatrice.
I love these little slipper shoes. How much girlier can you get? Such sweet feet.
When she is laying on hard surface like the floor, she can almost role onto her tummy! She gets on to her side though and gets stuck on her arm.
Of course I had to take pictures of her with her puppy.
