FIFTY-ONE

At the park. There was a high school girl swinging on a nearby swing and V kept saying "That little girl is my friend. She can swing so high! Look! I'm swinging with my friend!" She also called this contraption a "Horse Car." ???

2015 week fifty-one

This week was full of one-too-many visits to the post office, some chilly morning walks, and wearing t-shirts by 3 pm.

Evening walk to touch every single Christmas light in our neighborhood. 

This hat. Those cheeks! That crooked little smile. Theodorable. 

He's officially in 3-6 month clothes. His head and weight are perfectly average but he's pushing it on the height. I hope the winter clothes will fit him through winter. 

She is officially cute. Sometimes I cant even stand it. The other day in church, though, I was looking at her hair and it is exactly my hair. Same color, same texture, same hairline with all those ridiculous baby hairs. I love having her around to be so cute and funny. We could do without the bad listening, little naughtinesses, and ridiculous tantrums. Thank goodness she doesn't know any swear words or her frustration would make our house sound like a trashy bar fight.  She requested the all-black ensemble and wanted to hold the bedraggled stuffed crow for the photo. 

After I finished with the dishes I came into the living room to find Giraffe having dinner with his new friend Bear. When we went to Theo's two month appointment this week, Vera was so good and patient that the doctor asked if she could bring in a little treat for her. I said of course thinking it would be like a sticker or a pen. No. It was a full-sized stuffed animal. And of course V wont let that bear out of her sight. We have so many I figured I could give this new one to a toys for tots drive. No such luck. I would have a hard time sneaking this away from her. So, welcome bear to Vera's plush menagerie. 

Quotes:

I see the moon! (in the daytime) That is so silly! It's no bedtime! That is so silly that the world has a moon.

V: Mama there was a monster!
Me: Where was the monster?
V: In the kitchen.
Me: What kind of monster was it?
V: What kind of monster was it?
Me: Ok. What did this monster look like?
V: Uhmmmm, it was a butterfly monster.
Me: A Butterfly Monster?
V: Yes! A Butterfly Monster and it was so scary. The silly monster took my giraffe!

While I'm feeding Theo, V climbs onto the couch and pulls up her shirt and puts the giraffe's nose to her breast.
Mama giraffe is drinking breast milk!

On a walk.
V: What's that!?
Me: A dead worm.
V: Can I have it? Can I eat it?

Papa, want to wiggle my bun again?

Mama, can you dance in the princess valley with me?

Mama, I'm an ELSA!

All princesses have braids.

V spots the reindeer antlers that people put on their cars.
V: What are those on that car?
Me: Those are silly reindeer antlers.
V: No. I think they're snowman arms.
Me: They look like snowman arms, but they are actually reindeer antlers.
V: No. I'm sorry Mama. They are snowman arms.

Me: Today is Tuesday.
V: On Sixday can we watch a movie?

I'm SO capable!

I wanted to look at screen doors at Lowes and asked a worker for directions.
V: Mama, I want to find the screaming doors.
Me: Screen doors.
V: Where are the screaming doors?

*Loud scoff* Oh my heavens, giraffe!

Me: How do you want me to do your hair today?
V: I want angel hair.
Me: Ok, angel hair.
V: No I want angel food.
Me: What do angels eat?
V: Kittens.

I was cleaning up some Vera detritus and found a handful of pine needles in her purse.
V: Mama! No! Don't touch my pine needles! Leave them alone!

V was acting like a little turd in church.
Me: Do you want to help make people happy or sad?
V: I want them to be sad! I just want to hit Mama!

No! Don't touch the presents! We can't let them peek!!


Stories:

The first story this week is accompanied by this photo:



We went to the "book library", not to be confused with the "toy and stairs library" to find a book for me. They only had it in the online overdrive and I hadn't used it before so I was consulting the librarian. V asked if she could go read in the kids section and I said yes. When I was finished receiving directions I went off to find V. She wasn't in the kids section. I looked down most of the aisles but didn't see her. Then I heard her voice. I followed the sound of her pretending to read and found her sitting in a chair with at least 4 adults around her trying to do work/read. She was loudly reading to herself and everyone was laughing or trying hard not too. One man gave me a sweet smile and a thumbs up. Another said, "Clearly, you're doing something right Mom." I snapped a quick photo, because, really how could I resist? She looked up at me and said, rather loudly, "Mama I'm reading these books in the kids section!" I took her to the actual kids section and sat down to read the book she had chosen: A kids English-Spanish dictionary. Hah. She is too funny.


On the Winter Solstice Matt and I celebrated 5 years of being married. I love being married. I often feel a panicky sadness when people intimate that they are maybe not as infatuated with their spouse as I am with mine. I'm sure their can be nothing better than a good marriage and nothing worse than a bad one. Way back in March we decided that this year we would go get a really fancy steak so where could we go besides Ruth's Chris. Matt, the spoiled one, had already been before, but I had not so I was really excited. For nearly 10 months we've been anticipating it. It did not disappoint. Though I had waves of anxiety about having left my 2 month old for the evening, I really enjoyed every bite. The steak was perfect, obviously, but the mushrooms? Oh my foodness. That meant to say goodness, but I'm going to leave it. And then though Matt tried to tease me about wanting a dessert on top of all the decadent food (I didn't mention the sweet potatoes, but wow.) we had a creme brulee for dessert. It was the best creme brulee I'd ever had. There was not a hint of gelatin-ness to the cream. The sugar had the perfect caramel colored slightly bitter burnt taste and it was topped with fresh berries. None will ever top that creme brulee. It also helps that we were having just about the most perfect evening. I know that contributed to the magic of that dessert. After dinner we went to see Star Wars. I really enjoyed it, but all the rich food and the warm theater meant that I was fighting so hard to stay awake. I was so tired that without even closing my eyes I was starting to dream! Has that ever happened to you? Haha. Matt really hates it when I fall asleep in movies. I certainly dont do it on purpose! There are only so many jerking head nods you can endure before your body just takes over and sends you away on jedi-themed eyes open dreams. Also, though we agreed no presents Matt gave me a Lush bath bomb and permission from his sister to use her enormous tub for a bath this week. Perfect present. Perfect dinner. I want to say Perfect marriage, but I know that isn't real, so Perfectly happy about being married to Matthew.