StellaJo

Day 348 of year 3 (June 11, 2011)

Waiting for the 2011 Forestville Parade

Ready to roll

A balancing act

Petting a lama

Swinging with Daddy’s hat

Help me up!

Higher!

Faster!

Ever faster!

Stairway to heaven.

Throwing ping-pong balls

Can I try your glasses on, mama?

Thank you!

Ready, set …

Go!

Where are we going, Daddy?

Ah, there.

Then down on the superslide.

Surprise

Had too much fun

Chocolate ice-cream always revitalizes me

Mama’s lunch

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Day 347 of year 3 (June 10, 2011)

Enjoying an animal show at my day-care’s year end party.

Touching a snake.

Facing a boa constrictor.

Is that an ocelot?

Can’t touch this – a hedgehog.

The show must go on and I have to run around.

Look, a fox!

Good fox.

Shiny!

Daddy just read a Hungarian lullaby book from Nagyi and all my friends are tucked in. I can say good night now.

Shabbat means: Challah, wine and rest for Vakondok

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Day 346 of year 3 (June 9, 2011)

Getting a gift from Uncle Jani and Aunt Mari.

Digging into it.

A skunk puppet and an egg shaped cat-timer (make it a cat shaped egg-timer).

Playing with Daddy and a toy from his childhood.

I like it.

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Day 330 of year 3 (May 24, 2011)

Definition of morning fun: running in PJ at the airport.

Trying to move Daddy’s bag, that is not even twice as heavy as I am.

Climbing horizontally

I am a frog-bunny

Mind-melt

It worked

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Day 329 of year 3 (May 23, 2011)

Pickings from our own garden.

I luv my lego giraffe.

Clipped in.

In the fields of the corner

Climbing is easy and fun this way.

Turned back

Angulared.

On the other side.

Still on the other side..

Baby in a box.

In tune.

Good night

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Day 327 of year 3 (May 21, 2011)

Something in my eye

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Day 326 of year 3 (May 20, 2011)

Three against one.

Down from up.

Sideways.

Crashingly tired.

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Day 323 of year 3 (May 17, 2011)

Are those small bricks or giant legos?

Towering.

I built it.

Tagging along.

Flattened.

Piling’em.

Splash time.

Cart(-on milk).

At the ball game.

Focus on the bottom right: on me!

How are we doing?

I’ve got a whole row!

From a box

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Day 318 of year 3 (May 12, 2011)

Who is fenced in here?

Andrew, my ol’ pal.

Dancing Queen, ahem, Princess

Under foot.

The iron fist pounding.

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Day 317 of year 3 (May 11, 2011)

Whirling Stella

Stop and go

I am a roller coaster

New home

Cheering from a bleacher

I am the pink spot between the white and green

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