My 2 oldest kids have a yucky bad cough.
We even got x-rays for Gill to see if it was Pneumonia.
It's not. (thank you, Jesus!)
We wear pj's.
Walk around with bed head.
Read a book or two - (this one is beautiful)
Play on an indoor "slide"
And I hold a baby.
And type chicken peck style with my left hand.
Oh, and we watch a lot of movies.
(Really. A lot.)
We are trying to power through the last few things for our adoption home study.
The paper work stuff is tough for one like me.
My filing system is "throw it in a box."
Marriage certificate? Um. I used to have one somewhere...
Speaking of paperwork, I am dreading taxes.
Recall my filing system.
This becomes a head ache at this time of year.
Speaking of paper, did you get this Anthropologie catalog?
Gillian saw the cover & said to me,
"Look how musty her house is! I can't even imagine!"
She also likes to exclaim, "I can't even beblieve it!" So cute.
Speaking of not believing it,
I can't believe it how long my bangs are.
I was going to get them trimmed right before the baby was born.
She was born a bit early, so the last minute things such as that didn't get done.
My bangs feel like needles poking into my eyeballs.
So, I wear them back in a kiddie barrette. Cool.
Someday I'll make it to the salon.
Speaking of someday, I'd love to know how to dance someday.
Someday, I want to learn ballroom dancing with my husband.
Guess how lucky we are...
We seem to have a neighborhood dance class that has recently started up.
There is a group of high school kids who have been learning partner dances,
every Friday night, out on the sidewalk, across from our house.
So, I plan to get a babysitter next Friday night & join in.
Scott is unsure about the plan.
Speaking of unsure, I am unsure of where Gillian learned this,
but when she & I were walking under a maple tree the other day,
she picked up a few of those prickly seed pods (like this)
& told me, "Wow! These could actually kill someone."
Really. In contrast, she told me today that
"Decorator crabs cannot hurt you. They are harmless"
Apparently she learned that one at the aquarium touch pools.
Speaking of being out & about with my daughter, I got to take Moira out today.
We got treats at Starbucks. She said scone for the first time,
when deciding which treat she would get.
She looked like such a big girl marching beside me,
munching on her petite vanilla scone.
That girl is nearly 2.
Speaking of birthdays, I will post some pictures of Peyton's birthday.
I am way behind on that one...