Mea culpa, mea culpa!

Well remember when I started telling you about my trip to Omaha? Then I never came back to finish telling you? At first it was just because I was really busy doing...um...I seem to forget what I was doing. That's the thing with being a baby-not much for the long term memory. But maybe there wasn't a good excuse? Maybe it was just a blogger break.

Well then it turned into something that wasn't my fault at all. Horror of horrors, on Sunday, June 1st at approximately 4:30 PM, the cable and internet at our house broke. The devastation was reported to the authorities at Comcast immediately. The helpful people at Comcast told Mommy that in just three short days they could send some guys out to fix it. Wasn't that so nice of Comcast to be so prompt with their service? Splendid people with their splendid service, gotta love 'em. So anyways, that means that I couldn't blog even if I'd been done with my blogger break. But the guys came today, climbed a very tall ladder and shimmied up a pole in my backyard. And ta-da! We have internet! (And you'll be happy to know, Daddy got his cable back. I tried to hold the remote tonight but he explained to me "not tonight you don't get that, no way". His eye was twitching and he was all sweaty and shaky when he said it...strange. Even stranger was the eerie calmness that overtook him as he stared into The Big TV.)

Back to the matter at hand, I'm sure you want to see more pictures from our most recent adventures in Omaha. Since there are quite a few pictures, I've posted them at my flickr site. Please hop on over there for your viewing pleasure.

There was good news when we came home from Omaha. Mom and Dad had tried me in another swing at my boy Morgan's house and I pitched the usual fit. But when we came home, Mom tried again with my swing, and guess what! It worked! I like it now. I don't know what my deal was when I wasn't liking it for that short time, but let's all just rejoice in the fact that I love the swing my dad and uncle put in my backyard with concrete. Permanent concrete.

Here are the first pictures for June. First, you'll see that I've learned to carry my diaper bag all by myself. Look at me being all self-sufficient!

I've also learned how to eat Cheerios and milk at the same time, just like the big kids. I learned this trick at daycare. Ms. Angela and Mr. Ray have taught me so many cool things!! I sure will miss them this summer when I'm home with Mommy and Meg and Nate. But I'll go visit them and hopefully we can join daycare on some of their outings. Then there will be the camping trip with all the daycare families in July-ooh such fun!

Here I am hanging out by the back door in my bathrobe. Yeah, it's a little bit short on me. My tushy got a little bit chilly!

This weekend Mommy and Daddy destroyed our kitchen then fixed it up again. Now we have a new fridge, new stove AND new counter tops. It looks pretty darn nice! Since our kitchen was destroyed during lunch time on Sunday, I got to have picnic lunch out in the yard. My Husker blanket was very handy for that endeavor. It was nice and thick so the grass couldn't tickle my legs. My cheese and carrot quesadilla was so good that I tried to eat the whole thing at one time. Yum.

Again, my sincere apologies for my temporary disappearance from blogspot. It's good to be back.

Love hugs and sloppy kisses to all!

Taylor McKenna