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We are having another "Midwest Summer".

I guess it's becoming tradition!

Tatem and I went to visit Uncle Miles and Uncle Tom in Columbus Ohio, then Keith and Lindsay, and Hannah and Brynlee joined us for some weekend fun in Ohio. Then, as surprise to Lindsay, Tatem and I loaded up in Lindsays...MINIVAN...oops, sorry Lindsay, the secret is out...and drove with them back to Indiana where we are staying for two weeks.

We are loving our summer travels!

I love Tatems cute little voice, although she has currently learned how to scream, but that's for another entry.

Her little jibber jabber sounds are so sweet. She comes up with some funny sounds and combinations. She loves to find my cell phone, (or take it away from me) tuck it in her neck, and then walk around talking in the loudest voice possible. She's one of "those" people, ya know, the kind of people that can't talk quietly even in the grocery store, or in the public restroom stall. Those people drive me crazy. Please, I don't want to hear your one sided conversation! When Ian first witnessed her out loud, very loud, babbeling into the phone, he looked straight at me and said, "She learned it somewhere! I told you you're a loud-cell-phone-talker!" Ya, I guess I'm one of those people. But I swear I never answer the phone while using the bathroom...in public.

So, yesterday at church Tatem was feasting on a bag of gold fish crackers. She was eating so many I thought for sure she'd poop an orange whale by the end of the 3 hour block. So I hid the bag from her when I thought she was distracted. Well, she was onto me, and she saw a glimpse of the bag as I was trying to shove it behind my back. In her "loud-cell-phone-talker" voice she started repeating over and over, "Uh-oh! Uh-oh!" as she climbed over her dad, and over to me, and started digging behind my back. But for all those who know my sweet little Tatem, her little "uh-oh's" are not gentle and dainty like. They are filled with gusto and begin with a huge "Wh"!! They go something like this: WHAAAH-Oh! WHaaah-Oh! WHaAah-OH!! And she kept saying it over and over until I finally gave her the bag of helpless gold fish.

But my favorite was when she put together this new combination for all of the congregation to hear, "ahs-ol! ahs-ol! ahs-ol! Now where on earth could she have learned that one?!?! I was waiting for Ian to look over and me and tell me I mumble under my breath louder that I think I do!