Doodle is in love!

Doodle is completely, head over heels in love...with a plastic snowman. You know those blow form snow men that were so popular in years gone by? Yeah, I think she's going to marry one. Specifically, the one in our garage. Andy found someone on craigslist giving one away so we picked it up yesterday. Andy showed him to Doods through the car window and she thought it was pretty cool. Then we had to go to Lowes and she wanted to see him again in the trunk of the car. She did not, however, want to sit in her car seat after that so we decided to put him in the back seat with her. She kept trying to hold his hand and talk to him no matter how many times Andy told her that it wasn't going to talk back. She didn't care one bit, she just kept trying. When we got home, she stood talking to him the entire time that Andy and I emptied our groceries out of the trunk. When we tried to go inside, she started to cry. So, we told her to give him a hug and tell him goodbye. Well, once she realized that she's actually a little bit bigger than he is, she started walking inside still hugging him. It didn't go well. She couldn't really walk around his chubby features but she wasn't about to put him down. We did finally tear her away from him and get her inside where she seems to have forgotten about him for the moment. I was going to take pictures of the happy couple today but taking a nap seemed way more important since I woke up at least once every hour last night. Oh, and it got really cold out there! I put on fleece pajama pants when I got home from work just before three this afternoon and I've been avoiding the weather ever since. Maybe tomorrow I'll go get some pictures. (If I can get clothes on Doodle, that is. She just doesn't get that it's too cold to run around in just her diaper.)

Back by popular demand...

Ok, since you have all decided to check in the last couple of days (FINALLY) and found nothing new, here is a very quick update for today.

Doodle pooped in the tub. Yup, for the third time in her life, she pooped in her own bathwater. Luckily, she was standing up when it happened so it wasn't too bad but as soon as she saw the poop floating in there, she freaked out. Andy took care of the clean up for me because it was making me gag. He's such a good Daddy and husband! Hopefully, tomorrow she does something better. Actually, I just thought of something better to write about but it will have to wait for tomorrow so I can document it with some pictures. Let's just say that I think I've met my future son-in-law! :o)