I am surprised to hear that some of my peeps don't allow painting. I thought I was the flag waving OCD person, what with all my organizing and labeling.
Above is what Anna painted the other day. She's all about the letters.
These are some scenes from my less-than perfect home. Before kids, this would have driven me crazy. I don't love it now, but surprisingly, it doesn't bother me too much. You may want to click on the photo to get the full glory. Perhaps if the kitchen was freshly painted I would feel differently?
The things that do make me crazy?
Wet sleeves. No one prepared me for the fact that the bottom inch of my sleeve would always be wet from washing something or someone.
I got the bright idea to work on a painting yesterday. I set up the watercolors for the girls, I even gave them the real watercolor paper. I thought: "how big of a mess could they make while my back is turned for a few minutes"?
Look at her face. She painted her face. Her entire face.
I need to get a photo of what Anna painted.
I'm sorry about the constantly changing fonts here. I'm trying to figure out how everything works. You might see a different size font... hourly.
This is my day that both kids are in preschool so you know, I'm killing myself to get a bunch of stuff done:
Mammogram Drop off baby things to a friend Pharmacy Cook Dinner Do Laundry Fold Laundry Go get a new house key made
Two years ago today we introduced Anna to Lucy for the first time. Lucy had been home from the hospital for 24 hours. Note the monitor in the background! Look at little Lu. She looks like a newborn but she was almost 3 months old. Gosh, I'm glad we survived that period.
Here she is feeding her baby, putting her baby to bed and putting all the baby's food just so.
She seems to be doing a whole lot better with our array of inhalers, nebulizers, antibiotics and steroids. Tomorrow we visit the ENT.
Isn't it amazing how a haircut changes the way your child looks? I think this makes her look like an elf.
I thought this blog would be a good place to post photos of my girls and maybe my u.f.o s (unfinished objects) to help me move along with my projects. So here's why I'm not getting anywhere with art, crafts, BSF or anything else that I *should* be doing:
First, dose your 2 year up with steroids that make her crazy
Second, wrangle above 2 year to the nebulizer a few times each day
(oh but she's so very cute!)
Oh, then there was the 36 hours without power. Awesome.