
It's bound to happen sooner or later.
Aliya fell down the stairs last night (tangled up with Madison) and broke her leg. She was a trooper through the 3-hour ordeal of getting x-rays and splinted last night, awaiting the orthopedic consultation and cast this morning. The night was rough and she was up a lot. It's made for a tired, whiny, trying day.
Ufta!
She's started a new antic as of late. When you say something about her (i.e. you're nice, you're silly, etc.) She says, "Me?" "Yes, you." To which she replies, "Oh!" On the way home from the clinic last night, we said something about how she is a brave girl. "Me?" Yes. "Oh!"
She's also excited that Abby Cadabby is coming to her house. No, we correct her Abigail (cousin) is coming to your house. "Abi-dale come to my house."

Here she is dunking her cookie in milk for the first time...just like big sisters.



The first weekend in March, we were
privileged to join some friends on a snowmobiling trip. THe weather was beautiful. The mountains gorgeous. The company fantastic! Snowmobiling wasn't mom's cup of tea but Derrick and the girls all loved it!