Olivia also got her first birthday present on Sunday: a little pink lawn chair! Her grandma wanted her to have it before we went camping this week. As you can see, it has a canopy and a cup holder and is just the right size. The only problem is that she can't get down by herself, so once we put her up there, she's stuck. The funniest part, though, was when Olivia was unwrapping the chair. I told you about how she tries to put things back how she found them, and this hasn't changed. She'd pull off a piece of paper and then lay it back on top. After several minutes of this, Grandma finally just helped her finish unwrapping.
For Mothers' Day, Bryan gave me vacation time. He dedicated five of his vacation days (that's 40 hours!) and two weekend days to watching/entertaining Olivia so that I can go out (or stay home) and do whatever I want. I get to choose the days, and I can choose to take half days if I wish. Monday afternoon was my first half day off. Bryan came home for lunch and stayed home to watch Olivia. I stuck around long enough to put her down for a nap and then I was free until dinner! Unfortunately for Bryan, she chose that particular day to not take an afternoon nap. He kindly did not tell me this bit of information until later, though, so I was able to enjoy my uninterrupted afternoon at the library, Office Max, and JoAnn's. Does it get better than that? Both members of my family survived and were happy to see me when I came home.
Olivia has been working on pointing for a while now. She used to just thrust her arm out in front of her, fingers dangling at the end, looking like she expected a courtly kiss on her royal hand. Now, however, she's mastered pointing just one finger, and she appears to know what it means. She points to things she wants, and fully expects to be transported to them. We're excited about the pointing, and working on decreasing the need for instant gratification.
Recently, we've noticed that Olivia pumps her right arm like a kid signalling a trucker to use his horn. Her timing is very specific, though: she does this pretty consistently at the end of prayers, or when she thinks that the prayer (or time in the chapel) has gone on too long. We decided she's trying to cross herself, but who knows. Maybe she's just hoping to catch the attention of a wayward trucker who happens to barrel through our dining room at mealtimes.
As you'll recall, peek-a-boo did not used to be one of the games Olivia appreciated. This has since changed, though. Now she happily plays peek-a-boo multiple times throughout the day. She prefers to use a blanket or towel to cover her face, and then whips it off with a gleeful "aught!" In a pinch, her shirt will work. Hands are only to be used as a last resort.
Bryan's phone is dying a slow and painful death. He often lets Olivia play with it, and until recently it had not been a problem. Early this week, though, the "End" button stopped responding as well as it once did. By Wednesday, the same button did not respond at all. At first, this didn't seem like it was a very big deal. I have a flip phone, so to hang up, I just have to flip the phone closed. I hardly ever even use my "End" button. But Bryan has a slide phone, and sliding the phone open and closed while talking on it does not affect the conversation. Still not a big deal if he's talking to someone on the phone; he just has to wait for them to hang up. Leaving a voicemail, though... He can't stop. So if you get an exceptionally long voicemail from Bryan, that's why. While discussing this problem over lunch, we realized another problem: "End" is the button used to turn the phone off. He can no longer turn his phone off. Not a big issue, we shrugged, just let the phone die and it'll be off. Then charge it and turn it back... on. Oh. He can no longer turn his phone ON, either. So now he has to be careful not to let it die or he won't have a phone. This suddenly got a lot more inconvenient. He's almost due for an upgrade, though, so we're hoping he makes it until then.
Next week's post will be a bit late going up again. We're going camping with my mom's family for most of the week and then throwing a birthday party, so I don't anticipate getting everything put together until a little later. To make up for this, though, we have...
A CONTEST! Olivia has a face she likes to make. I will describe the face to you and you should use a webcam (use "print screen", unless you have a better way), camera, or phone to take a picture of yourself making the face. You can email pictures to johannahbarhorst@gmail.com or text them to 313-283-2446. Providing I get at least three submissions, I will put the pictures up on the August 12 post and there will be a poll so that everyone can vote for a favorite. The winner of the poll will get a framed picture of Olivia making her face. You may submit individual photos or group photos or both. You can even submit more than one photo, if you feel you better capture the essence of the Olivia face in a later attempt. Each person can only be represented once in the contest, though, so Bryan and I will make the final decision between duplicates. The deadline for photo submission is Friday, August 10. Happy face-making!
1. Pucker your lips like you're about to kiss someone. Or make a "duck face," whichever makes more sense to you. Ham it up, though. This face is not for the gently discreet ducks.
2. Pull your puckered lips up as close to your nose as possible. Ideally, they should block the air flow to your nostrils.
3. Bring your eyebrows into a frown. Really wrinkle the top of your nose.
4. If you narrowed your eyes to a squint in step 3, unnarrow them a bit. Not so much that you lose the frown, but they shouldn't be squinty on the outer edges.
5. Take your picture (or capture your webcam screen shot) and send it to me.
Recently, we've noticed that Olivia pumps her right arm like a kid signalling a trucker to use his horn. Her timing is very specific, though: she does this pretty consistently at the end of prayers, or when she thinks that the prayer (or time in the chapel) has gone on too long. We decided she's trying to cross herself, but who knows. Maybe she's just hoping to catch the attention of a wayward trucker who happens to barrel through our dining room at mealtimes.
As you'll recall, peek-a-boo did not used to be one of the games Olivia appreciated. This has since changed, though. Now she happily plays peek-a-boo multiple times throughout the day. She prefers to use a blanket or towel to cover her face, and then whips it off with a gleeful "aught!" In a pinch, her shirt will work. Hands are only to be used as a last resort.
Bryan's phone is dying a slow and painful death. He often lets Olivia play with it, and until recently it had not been a problem. Early this week, though, the "End" button stopped responding as well as it once did. By Wednesday, the same button did not respond at all. At first, this didn't seem like it was a very big deal. I have a flip phone, so to hang up, I just have to flip the phone closed. I hardly ever even use my "End" button. But Bryan has a slide phone, and sliding the phone open and closed while talking on it does not affect the conversation. Still not a big deal if he's talking to someone on the phone; he just has to wait for them to hang up. Leaving a voicemail, though... He can't stop. So if you get an exceptionally long voicemail from Bryan, that's why. While discussing this problem over lunch, we realized another problem: "End" is the button used to turn the phone off. He can no longer turn his phone off. Not a big issue, we shrugged, just let the phone die and it'll be off. Then charge it and turn it back... on. Oh. He can no longer turn his phone ON, either. So now he has to be careful not to let it die or he won't have a phone. This suddenly got a lot more inconvenient. He's almost due for an upgrade, though, so we're hoping he makes it until then.
Next week's post will be a bit late going up again. We're going camping with my mom's family for most of the week and then throwing a birthday party, so I don't anticipate getting everything put together until a little later. To make up for this, though, we have...
A CONTEST! Olivia has a face she likes to make. I will describe the face to you and you should use a webcam (use "print screen", unless you have a better way), camera, or phone to take a picture of yourself making the face. You can email pictures to johannahbarhorst@gmail.com or text them to 313-283-2446. Providing I get at least three submissions, I will put the pictures up on the August 12 post and there will be a poll so that everyone can vote for a favorite. The winner of the poll will get a framed picture of Olivia making her face. You may submit individual photos or group photos or both. You can even submit more than one photo, if you feel you better capture the essence of the Olivia face in a later attempt. Each person can only be represented once in the contest, though, so Bryan and I will make the final decision between duplicates. The deadline for photo submission is Friday, August 10. Happy face-making!
1. Pucker your lips like you're about to kiss someone. Or make a "duck face," whichever makes more sense to you. Ham it up, though. This face is not for the gently discreet ducks.
2. Pull your puckered lips up as close to your nose as possible. Ideally, they should block the air flow to your nostrils.
3. Bring your eyebrows into a frown. Really wrinkle the top of your nose.
4. If you narrowed your eyes to a squint in step 3, unnarrow them a bit. Not so much that you lose the frown, but they shouldn't be squinty on the outer edges.
5. Take your picture (or capture your webcam screen shot) and send it to me.
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