Olivia does her best impression of her funny face pancake.
We attended a preschool open house this afternoon. Olivia was very reserved at first, but by the end, was unable to resist all the toys and activities at her fingertips. In this picture, Olivia insisted that she was accessing her EEE-mail (heavy emphasis on the first syllable) to look at pictures of baby Lily.


I was literally, but not figuratively, floored by
Olivia attacks her bowls of cereal with the friendly ferocity of Tony the Tiger. She devours the opening bowl and then politely inquires about a return engorgement. She’s gotten up to a fifth bowl on her own, and on occasion, she’ll pirate another person’s bowl.
This picture was taken after she’d gone to the kitchen to retrieve her stool and spoon in an attempt to get at my bowl of honey nut o’s.

As mentioned before, Olivia’s got some serious hang time. This morning, she grabbed onto a bar and hung on until the cows came home – literally. Mommy tends to be frightened by our daughter’s gravity-defying stunts, whereas I tend to delight in them.
The way I see it, Olivia’s is on her way to acing the Presidential Fitness Test. She V-sits like she invented the reach/move and has obviously gotten the hang of hanging. And I kid you not, while we were having family fun time at the gym last week, she insisted on holding down my feet while I did some curl-ups, then requested that I hold down hers while she cranked out a set.
OK are the initials of our daughter's first and last names. Reed is the name of Olivia's younger brother.