Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Harper finally had the chance to meet her Uncle Nick. She loved him immediately, of course! They spoke French to each other the entire time. Who knew that all this time it was French that Harper was speaking?!

Buster, Harper and I wanted to let everyone know how thankful and grateful we are that you are all in our lives. We love you all. Happy Thanksgiving! May yours be filled with love, warmth, and wonderful times. 

So grown up

Something has happened. Harper has grown up. As you can see, she uses a highchair with the skill of a child twice her age. She sits up on her own. She giggles at Carmine. She is ticklish on her belly and under her arms. She flips through books as if she is reading! She even ALMOST sleeps through the night (thank you, thank you, thank you). Oh, and she loves carrots.
I can't believe my little little baby is a little girl. It sure is fun. 

Nick and Harper

 

Nick and Wendy come to Nashville!

Somehow, I neglected to blog our wonderful visit with Nick and Wendy. Above is the second installment of a "handsome man playing guitar and singing for Harper. " I wonder if she will be mysteriously drawn to men who can sing and play the guitar her whole life? If so, she comes by it naturally. Anyway, I apologize that is has taken me so long to get these pics up. Nick and Wendy, you deserve better. We loved having y'all here with us and Nick, you sure do make a mean pork tenderloin. 

Phillips Family Portrait

Who's that behind me?

Happy Wednesday. 

Sunday morning

Harper and Sass enjoy a chilly Sunday morning on the couch.

It's so fun to watch Harper realize that some of her toys (Carmine and Sass) move when she touches them. They haven't quite found the "fun" in it yet, but Buster and I have. 

Dad's Choice II

 

Fall in Nashville

Here's the shortest Phillips in her stoller in the park last weekend. It was a lovely day and we all had fun. We also met two of Carmine's breedmates. Amanda and I were starstruck and probably freaked out the lady with two Spinoni a little bit when we ran up frantically asking her questions. The dogs could not possibly have been less impressed.
K. Bye.

 

What a great six months it has been...

Yesterday, November 2, was Harper's six-month birthday. To say that time is flying would be the understatement of the century. Time is evaporating. Truly.

Now that Harper is six-months-old she does a few things differently. You know, more like the grown-up she is. First, she wears khakis (as pictured above). Second, she eats peas and LOVES them. Third, she flirts. I have no idea where she would have picked this up.

Anyway, we sure do love you little Miss Harper Mae. Happy six-month birthday. 

Jackie-O-Lantern II

I had to do one more Jackie-O-Lantern because, c'mon, it's really good...