Super Superlatives!

Todd's mom is an elementary school teacher - Grade 2 and Grade 3, I think. She didn't start teaching until Todd was in college, but she has such a passion for it and is so well-suited for the job. "Grandmere" has been buying books for Savannah since before she was born and encouraged us to read to my belly. She's the one we call if we're wondering if the most recent statement out of Savannah's mouth is advanced for her age. She's the one encouraging us to teach Savannah to write her name with capital and lowercase letters, instead of just capital letters. She's our very own, personal educational guru.

So it's no surprise that Savannah's 2-week "summer school" started in the car, on the drive from Tallahassee to Tampa, after Todd dropped her off after her two glorious sand-and-sun-filled days at the beach where her brain literally took a vacation of its own. Todd's mom decided to teach Savannah about superlatives... small, smaller, smallest... big, bigger, biggest... skinny, skinnier, skinniest. And then she got to the superlative that I'm sure will be erased from Savannah's vocabulary for all eternity: F-A-T!

The conversation went something like this...
Grandmere: Okay, Savannah, let's try "fat". Fat, fatter, fattest.
Savannah: Grandpa is fat.
Savannah: Uncle Matthew is fatter.
Savannah: But, Grandmere, you are the fattest!

Okay, so that didn't go as planned!

This is Savannah schooling Uncle Matthew in "Don't Break the Ice".
I'm pretty sure the only thing he's fatter than is the stick he's using to break the ice!

Look Who's 4!

We went to a snazzy little photo studio on July 2, where Savannah was the center of attention for an entire 45 minutes... needless to say, my little ham loved every bit of it! I had to narrow 250 pictures down to these four poses. And then I got crafty with the wallet-sized photos!

Beach Vacation!

Savannah is four and has never really been to the beach. Yes, we went to Myrtle Beach for a wedding when she was 9 months old, but it wasn't exactly beach weather. Remember this picture?

And, yes, Todd's parents live in Florida, but they don't really live near "pretty" beaches. Lucky for us, our dear friend Greg offered up his parents' condo in Destin... better yet, he even offered to join us for the week! So we spent the week of the 4th soaking up the sun on the beautiful white sandy beaches of the Florida panhandle. Seriously, it was like a picture straight out of a Corona commercial!

Savannah was only with us for two days before she headed off for a few weeks with Grandmere and Grandpa. She's not such a fan of the "big lake", preferring to spend her water time in the pool, but she loved playing in the sand. She's an expert water-carrier and foot-burier! :)