SoPHEE

Sophie can finally say her name...sort of

New Trick

Adam "claims" that Sophie is trying to give up her afternoon nap. I "claim" that Adam is enjoying Sophie's new ability to sleep in his lap. You be the judge...

Halloween Party

SMs. Debbie had a Halloween party for the kids and they got to dress up all day. Sophie was a firefighter...all day. She wore at least the hat (usually backwards) all day long!

Sophie and her Poppy and Grand-Mommy

Lucky Ladd Farm

This year we took the girls to Lucky Ladd Farm instead of Gentry's Farm. Lucky Ladd, for those who haven't been, is Gentry's Farm on steroids. It was awesome. They had all kinds of animals that the girls could feed, a rooster wandering around (particularly important to Sophie), a huge slide, a corn box (a sandbox filled with corn), a hayride, etc, etc, etc. We had so much fun and can't wait to come back!

Watching the "hop hops"

Feeding the goats

Josie and Sophie

Divas

Josie...how cute is she?

Daddy and Sophie on the big slide

Daddy practicing his lassoing

Wendy and Josie on the big slide

The "corn" box

New Blog

When Sophie was born Adam and I tried to start a web page with a blog to keep everyone who is not a facebooker updated on her life. Well, as in typical Adam Huskins fashion, that blog is way too advanced for me (and I'm a computer person). So...I am taking it upon myself to start another blog that is a) free and b) user friendly. So WELCOME to our new blog!

At this point Sophie is 3 years old. She is absolutely beautiful and totally photogenic (I have NO idea where she got that from, certainly not me). She is getting fiestier with her older age and her ability to voice her wants/needs/desires/complaints/etc. It just warms my heart to hear her sweet little voice. The other day she was sitting in my lap just chatting away when all of the sudden I hear free, foo, five, sics, sefen, eight and I realized that this sweet baby girl who had less than 10 words a year ago was counting BY HERSELF. She can say all of her letters, except for W (she just skips that one). And...drumroll please...she can say her name, or at least something that is recognizable as her name. Thank you GOD. I cannot tell you how nice it is to be able to communicate with my girl!

I will do my best to keep this updated. Who knows, I might even transfer all my previous posts to this blog so I have a record of those when I quit paying for the web page!

The Daddy of a girl

It takes a special man to be the daddy of a girl. Not only was a blessed with one of these men for my father, I also married one. This picture is of Adam painting Sophie's fingernails, her "pinks" as she calls them.