Mabel Molanphy

We had a pret­ty good week­end with Mabel. We spent all day Sat­ur­day run­ning around the city look­ing for an apart­ment, and while that was­n’t par­tic­u­lar­ly fun, tak­ing Mabel to a café was. She snarfed a yogurt par­fait that was lit­er­al­ly big­ger than her head – and loved every minute of it. It was fun to fol­low her around and watch her inter­act with peo­ple. Mabel tru­ly knows no strangers – every­one is her friend.

Yes, I am shov­ing this in my face. Jeal­ous much?

Today (Sun­day) was equal­ly fun. We went for a short walk this after­noon (it was too cold for a long one) and after play­ing hide/seek and chas­ing each oth­er up and down the hill next to our home, it was time to water her plants. She care­ful­ly and lov­ing­ly gave each of them some water while mama sat behind her laugh­ing at Mabel’s unfor­tu­nate crack – which mama claims she inher­it­ed straight from her daddy.

And here’s some water for you, and you, and you…

Mama laugh­ing at Mabel’s lack of bum to hold her pants up.

Also, it’s impor­tant to note the plate of rocks, twigs, leaves and food next to the plants. That is Mabel’s “habi­tat” which she cre­at­ed for all her insect friends. (Told ya, she knows no strangers.)