What we have here is a failure to communicate

My camera and my dad's computer are no longer on speaking terms.

For some reason, I can't download my photos, which means...no posting until we return.

So far, Froggy has been to Adventureland (Iowa's Disneyland), the zoo, the Science Center, the park, shopping, and Froggy has been nominated "Master Gardener" by my parents, as she has watered every plant, weed, and corn field in the tri-state area.

My sis and I managed to sneak out to two movies (THE VISITOR, and please-don't-judge-me, WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS). And yes, the latter was as awful as it sounds, in fact, it was worse. But we still had a great time.

Froggy has been her adorable self. So here are a couple Iowa Froggyisms:

Froggy plays the piano, turns to my mom with hands in the air and says matter-of-factly, "That's not bad."

Froggy needed a diaper change and I was exhausted so I told Froggy that her Auntarctica LOVES to change poo diapers. Froggy walks up to Auntarctica and says, "You like Poo dipes?"

Today at the zoo, we approached an exhibit and Papa asked Froggy, "What are those?" Froggy answered "Scarlet Macaws." Papa almost fell over. Oh yeah, she's a genius! Actually, I'm such an animal lover, most of our books are about animals, so it's not surprising. She can discern a loon from a duck, and knows that a baby horse is a foal and a baby kangaroo is a joey, a fox has kits, and cows have calves. I imagine she may follow in her Papa's footsteps and become a vet.

I can't believe our trip is almost over. As always, it goes by too quickly. So we'll savor the next few days.