Sunday, June 15, 2008

Dad's day

First of all, a huge thank you to Tee, Margaret's GrandGodMother, for making sure Margaret had the appropriate wardrobe (in the perfect size, no less) for Father's Day. She knows Margaret's mother well enough to know that that would have been well beyond me to arrange :-). John was so touched, and Margaret attracted more than the usual "ooh"s and "aah"s on our day's outing.


"Happy Father's Day, Daddy!"








This evening we headed to the beach for a going away party for some friends. Margaret was a bit sleepy, but loved the attention of the crowd and rose to the occasion:





playing in the sand


Of course, just as I was saying how surprising it was that none of the sand had gone in her mouth yet ...


"awww ... Margaret!"



"What is this?"



"not so bad..."

6 comments:

M/R said...

LOL on the sand shots! :-) Love the Dad and Margaret pics too!

Sylvia Elmer said...

How funny! I can vouch that the sand will not harm her. I asked my school nurse about it in the fall and she said that, as long as it's not in overwhelming quantities, it'll all just come out again. I love the captions under the pictures. So fitting!

Barbara said...

they say roughage is good for digestion...

namethatmolnar said...

betcha she had a great diaper this morning!

Sylvia Elmer said...

Ok, I've just taken myself back through memory lane (i love the internet) and through the month of December in the lives of the McLean Tsiens. Margaret is truly a different little baby, in looks, abilities and personality. It's amazing that she could change that much in six months. I thought she was the cutest baby in the world then, but now I think she's even cuter. Is it possible?

Anonymous said...

SO FUNNY! Did she cry after eating the sand?

Philip