About Baby

A few tidbits about my baby:

She recently dug her little hands into the Vaseline tub and rubbed it on her face. I caught her in the nick of time before she petroleum-jellied her entire body. Flashback to January 2015 when her older sister did EXACTLY THE SAME THING.

Baby loves the rain. With or without an umbrella, she wants to be in it. She really just loves the outdoors in general. 

Baby treats her little cousin with tenderness. Of course, she instantly wants any toy that he has and sometimes feels jealous when I hold him, but she talks to him sweetly and often gently rubs his head.

Baby loves to wear pretty dresses. And she loves to be showered with compliments about just how pretty her dress is. 

Baby is a showman and her impersonation of Booney is impeccable. 

Baby tells me my hair is pretty or that she likes my shirt, she pats my back and tells me she loves me, and she still lets me hug and kiss her to my heart's content.

She is a joy.

Nerds Unite

It was time for Ye Olde Lego Convention. 

The nerds were a flutter with excitement. 

They arose early to stand in line.

They took a selfie in the piercing sun.

They geeked out with the geeks.

It was sublime.

Meanwhile...

Baby and I went to the park. In pajamas. She is currently on a regular-clothing strike.

I drank a soda in the piercing sun.

It was sublime.

Let's hear it for the nerds!

Happy Feet

Look at my beautiful girl off to the 7th grade spring dance.

Look at the beautiful dress that we found at JCPenney for 10 dollars. The clearance tag said $35 but when the cashier scanned it...10 bucks! That crap gets me excited. 

And look at my beautiful photobombing toddler. Unfortunately, I paid full price for her jammies and rain boots.

Sissy rode to the dance with her friend with money in her pocket and excitement in her heart.

When I picked them up later, they were abuzz with glee. I was happy for her. That's what childhood is meant to be.

Sissy also met up with her boyfriend. (Say it in an immature, sing-song voice. It's better that way.)

I'm trying to be cool about it, but it's hard to watch my baby growing up.

If I could turn back time. (Sing it like Cher. It's better that way.)

What a fun evening for my girl!

Fancy Footwork

Months! That's how long I've been waiting to attend Riverdance. 

Well, actually I've been waiting for years. But it's been months since I purchased the tickets. 

I saw Riverdance years ago in Portland with my friends. I've been mildly obsessed with seeing it again ever since. Imagine my elation when I discovered that the good folks of Riverdance were coming to my town. 

It's about time, guys. 

I decided to take Sissy out on a date with me. She was lukewarm on the idea. Not about dating me, just about seeing Riverdance. Or maybe about dating me. Who knows.

ANYWAY - Riverdance, people!

Sissy and I brushed our hair and put on our nice clothes. We went to dinner. We held hands as we crossed the street to the venue. It was a proper date.

And then....magic!

Sissy quickly fell into the Riverdance trance and we had a marvelous time. We weren't allowed to take pictures until the end but I soaked it all up and hollered like a madwoman.

As we were leaving, the man sitting in front of me turned around and said, "I don't know which one of you was hollering..."

I thought, "Oh, no. He's going to yell at me for my loud mouth."

And then he finished, "...but you have the perfect cheering voice. I loved it."

Huzzah!

It was a wonderful night and I can't wait to start obsessing about when I can see the show again.

Thank you for coming to my town, Riverdance!

Ohh La La

It was Valentine's Day. I love Valentine's Day for the kids. I personally don't long for Valentine's Day for myself - I don't like being bossed around. How dare you tell me to be romantic just because it's February 14th!

But I am tickled to let the kids know I love them.

And love them I do.

I decorated their bedroom doors.

And left surprises for them.  

Baby drew cards for her sister and Papa, and I left a little treasure for Mykey - chocolate and some Thieves essential oil to replace the one Baby misplaced months ago. 

Mykey wrote me a love note. Don't ask to read it. That's rude. And weird.

Since it was Saturday, we headed out for our usual date night. We went to lunch to avoid the romance seekers. We hit up a local restaurant that everyone raves about. It was alright but didn't make my heart sing.  And then we hit up a new local ice cream spot. That DID make my heart sing. 

We went for a walk and explored a covered bridge, then headed home to the rascals.

Perfect Valentine's Day for all.

And guess what else? Sissy has a boy Valentine this year.

Oooh, lah, lah indeed.

BIGGER storm

Well whaddya know? 

Sometimes meteorologists can accurately predict the weather. Crazy!

After an abysmal and disappointing snowfall last week, the weatherfolks began predicting another storm. I was dubious and smug. You know - the usual. But then it actually starting snowing and accumulating.

Exciting! I love a good snowstorm. But only if it melts off within a week or two. I ain't into the whole winter-all-the-way-until-summer schtick. Idaho did me dirty my entire life.  

School was dismissed early on Friday. And then it was canceled.

It was canceled on Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday.

How wonderful for us! Sissy was excited for the extra sleep and Nintendo time. 

And Baby ate the snow. 

Mykey and the girls made a sledding run behind our house. It was adequate but lacked speed. 

Once the roads were cleared, we headed to the pool for an exhilarating sledding excursion. It was fast and furious. We almost became stuck in the parking lot since we had the Prius, but we managed. (My snow-worthy car was at the dealer having the lift gate repaired...not great timing)

I even took my old bones down the hill multiple times. It was thrilling and made me feel young again. Well...until I had to schlep these old bones and bulky bum back up the hill. That made me feel like I need to eat more vegetables and less ice cream. But we had a marvelous time! Sissy even took off her coat and went down the hill in a tank top like a crazy person. Marvelous indeed.

We also made snow ice cream and enjoyed not having anywhere to be. 

    

 

Thank you for bringing us some snow, Mr. Weatherman!

BIG storm

It was the only topic of conversation around town. Every news outlet was reiterating the impact of the impending colossal storm. Panic was brewing. All of the bread had vanished from store shelves.

We braced ourselves for the impact.

And then the snow began to fall. It fell and fell and fell. 

It dramatically fell for 10 whole minutes and then stopped. 

It was irresponsible but I released Baby outside to play in the blizzard. She barely made it out alive.

If only I had some bread to carry us through this superstorm.