Ryann loves playing with balls, she has two bouncy balls and she just LOVES it when Anthony and I play "ball" with her. So the Easter Bunny brought her a little basket ball set, along with a soccer ball, and a football, she has been carrying Anthony's football around the house, now she has one of her own.


Ryann had to take the Easter grass out of her basket and put it on the floor, and then piled the eggs back on top of the grass. Once she discovered there was candy inside the eggs, she insisted on opening each one, and each time we got a "OOOHHHH"


I was trying to get a picture of her in her Easter outfit, but she wouldn't hold still, and wouldn't let go of her sippy cup, oh well, not matter what she is a super cute girl.

In February Ryann turned 18 months, making her old enough to attend nursery. I was a little nervous taking her, and a little sad that my baby, well isn't a baby anymore. We walked into nursery, and she immediately wanted to go back out the door. The other kids were at the table playing with play dough, so I got Ryann to go over and check it out. I sat at the table with Ryann for about 5 min, and then one of the leaders told me to go ahead and go, I walked out the door with my little girl crying for her mom, yea, I shed a few tears. I stood outside until she stopped crying, which only took 2 min. When I went to pick her up she was running around, playing with bubbles, and didn't want to leave. Now she just runs in, waves "Bye" to me, and she is good.