Brian, Reese and I went to the park last weekend, and Reese is really starting to enjoy the swings. She walks over and says “Up! Up! Up!” Then once she has been swinging for a while, will say “All done!” only to scream when we take her out then say “Mo! Mo! Mo!” (as in “more”). Sigh, toddlerhood.

I had to get a picture of this one. Reese had been delicately eating her quesadilla, until she decided she needed the whole thing in her mouth. Great.

She’s much better with a fork than a spoon. Usually she uses baby forks, though.

Drinking milk. “Milka!”