How High Can You Go...

...Before mom catches you.

CLIMBING!!!
It seems to be what she is always up to these days.

She loves to climb back and forth over the couch arm and onto the coffee table.

Just watch... :)Today while I was working on the huge project of getting the garage in order she was continually trying to climb the tower of things stacked along the wall.The higher the better.Then while I was cleaning up after dinner the other day I turned around to this...So now I never leave the chairs pulled out if I can help it.

I brought her into the kitchen to help me unload the dishwasher instead.Safer at least than the table right??But she got a little distracted from her duties when she noticed mommy's half eaten dessert on the counter.I had been working my way through a pumpkin cookie while working my way through the dishes.Unfortunately for me the dishwasher gave her just the needed height to reach it.And she promptly sat down to shamelessly scharf down her findings. Enjoying every minute of it.So I booted her out of the kitchen...only to find her on her way back up the table shortly thereafter.This is another unsettling place I found her!!I have set up my scrapbooking table in the liv. room for the winter and it is scooted right up against the couch arm. I am only now finding out just how bad of an idea that really was.

This is what she does whenever she is bored and I am busy. She's keepin me on my toes, and so far no mishaps. My only comfort is that she is fairly cautious, but when she is climbing onto the craft table and sees me coming toward her...she frantically scrambles for the colored pencil box at the far end of the table laughing gleefully (apparently what she goes up there for) and that is when it worries me cause she forgets to be careful when she is thinking about running from me.

Oh How We Love PB&J!

Thought it was about time for a "lunchtime" post. So here goes....

Hey! What are you lookin at?

What? I have something on my face you say?
Ohhh, I know what it is...
Just a little PB&J, right?
Hee hee hee
Haaa haa haa...

Let me explain...

See when mom needs me confined to one place for a while...

sometimes she puts me in my highchair and lets me feed myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

It can get really messy.

But its really fun!

Eating a sandwich can be very entertaining.

You can do it with drama... Or by stabbing it with your finger...

Or by squishing it on the bottom of your sippy cup...

And then biting it off.

(Hey, I like a challenge sometimes)

But however you choose to eat it,

you should ALWAYS inspect each bite before you put it in your mouth.

Because you never know what you might find...

like bugs, or mold, or even something yucky that mom is trying to sneak in on you.

Blech! I think this bread is moldy!!

And I've already eaten most of my sandwhich. Ooh oohhh!

Please excuse me a moment while I say a quick prayer to keep it down and not be sick.

Ha ha, just kidding! :)

Tricked ya, didn't I.

That was a good one! :D

Bye for now, and have a nice day.

XOXO from Miss Kate :)

In the Kitchen With Miss Kate

As you all know, Miss Kate loves to stir. She is in her element when she is allowed to stir anything.She also takes her stirring duties very seriously...When fixing the eggs for breakfast she stirs with all diligence.
Until she notices you watching her and smiling to yourself. :)
Then she is just very pleased with herself. She loves to follow me about "helping" me do whatever I'm doing...but most of all she loves to work in the kitchen with me.

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, she can be found in the kitchen, on the counter doing whatever I will allow her to. :)While helping mom make tuna sandwiches for lunch...She has found the bread knife.
I promise this isn't as dangerous as it looks, she is just getting a good grip on the knife so she can try her hand at slicing the bread. She's fairly cautious and the knife is fairly dull. (also the glowing toaster oven behind her isn't even hot to the touch yet, and she knows better than to get into the knife set which is also behind her.)

She gives a few attempts at sawing the bread...
Before deciding that stabbing a precut slice would be more suited to her talents.

Lacking the needed coordination with her left hand, she attempts the right hand.

Mission accomplished!!!

...the bread has finally stuck to the end of her knife

And (thankfully) mom is done making lunch now so knife stabbing techniques will be delayed until a future lunchtime.
(P.S. I really don't promote violence in any way, shape, or form...it just appears that way sometimes.) :)

Now it's on to the baking...

She is allowed to dump the dry ingredients together which she does very seriously. She is always very focused when helping in the kitchen until she notices me laughing at her. :DThe she proceeds to stir the dry ingred. until she is needed with something else...or usually until I need the dry ingred. then I console her by letting her turn the mixer on and watching her "stirrings" dissapear into the dough.On this particular day we were making Pumpkin Cookies (soo very good)

So while I continued with the actual baking of them she was allowed to stir the left over pumpkin.

She was stirring happily along...Until she looked over and noticed the other bowl there on the counter beside her, begging her to stir it too.She tried to just ignore it, but it wouldn't go away...So at last she gave in.
(who cares if there was nothing in it but an empty butter box)

I mean, who can resist the opportunity to stir something...

or better yet, two somethings at once....Until her arm got tired. :)

Hope you enjoyed watching as much as she enjoyed stirring,

and have a great rest of your day. :D