What she's saying this week

Hazel came looking for the New Year's confetti "streamers" to play car wash. I had gotten tired of picking them up and had thrown them away, and I told her we didn't have them anymore. "Christmas is over," she said forlornly. She's still making Christmas dinner though.

"Daddy, stop singing!" He knows he doesn't have the greatest singing voice, but I think he was a little hurt. Not to worry, she tells me to stop singing sometimes too. Apparently the CDs are better listened to without accompaniment.

"Hazel's ice skating!" She says this when hanging on to something and lifting one foot behind her. While climbing the stairs this morning, she stopped and did this on half the treads.

While changing the batteries on the smoke detector in her room this weekend, Daddy told her what it was for. Now I hear her talking about it in her crib as follows, "Beep, Beep, Beep. Oh no! Mommy jump out of bed, come help Hazel jump out of bed. Run out of the house." This just adds to her fascination with all things firetruck related.

Here she is wielding her new pink flashlight.