Seven Quick Takes
1. I have been meaning to write all week, but it’s been a glorious week and I have a hard time spending nap time inside when it’s perfect outside. After a long, long winter, I was thrilled to have a little bit of color from reading outside in 64 degrees of sunshine. It’s not exactly dolphins in the seas off Mexico good,
(photo shamelessly stolen from my mom’s Facebook), but considering it wasn’t so long ago (a week) that I was looking at this:
I’ll take every last one of those sixty- or seventy-odd degrees. Every one.
2. My birthday was last week, and it was lovely. Grace was so excited that it felt wrong to plan a date night, so we celebrated at home with my sister and brother-in-law. Joe was really excited about the Ikea dresser he got me, since a.) it is much bigger than what I was using, so cleaner room/less mess on the floor, and mostly because b.) he got to spend most of his day last Saturday assembling it. Win-win.
3. Sophie entertained herself for approximately 30 minutes with this pair o’ cheapo shades. I’m mostly just posting this to remind myself why I like her. I’m 90% convinced that someone has traded my sweet, funny little girl with an angry, clingy, grouch of a clone, but on the 10% chance I’m wrong and it’s the same kid, I need a visual reminder that she wasn’t always this way. I hope that if she does keep this up, I’ll be looking at every last one of her molars to show for it.
I guess we’re looking at two-piece pajamas from here on out.
5. Grace has been into setting up picnics and tea parties lately. She is very specific about what can be eaten in which order and which dishes belong to each person. It’s both cute and exhausting to keep up.
Apparently the doll perched on the steering wheel of the kiddie car is something of an exhibitionist.
6. Date night idea: cooking classes. Joe and I have gone to a couple that a chef at our grocery store demonstrates, and it’s always fun. She makes an effort to choose ethnic themes that aren’t readily available in our small town area, and it’s fun even for people who don’t like to cook. (This isn’t really a hands-on thing, more like taste-testing various recipes.) It’s a fun way to let someone else take care of the cooking and to learn more about different cultures, plus who can say no to good food?
7. My brain checked out on me and there’s sunshine and the silence of sleeping children calling my name, so I’m off to sun myself (yes, like a cat) until someone needs me to pour her some water, spoon-feed her, read her a book, or pretend to eat pretend food at the pretend tea party. Happy Friday!