How’s your weekend? Ours went by too fast.
We finally picked out paint swatches for Pea’s room. I can’t wait to get it painted and decorated. One year after moving in is long enough! I need to make my first trip to Home Goods and go crazy there, first. Maybe I’ll do some before and afters of her room. Sometimes I want to share a lot here and sometimes I feel like I am giving up too much. It’s always fun to look back at things, though.
I’ll try not to wait two more weeks to blog…
We have been loving and hating spring. Spring means killer allergies for all of us, but hopefully we are on the back end of that whole sneeze-fest. Pea wants to spend all her time outside anyway, and she has been going from plants to water, to dirt and back to water again, which equals a lot of muddy shoes to clean up. That’s okay, we wouldn’t want to be stuck inside with her two year old little personality anyway. See that look up there? She’s probably telling me off for something I didn’t do. See that other look up there? Yeah, she has stolen MY phone and is doing god knows what on it.
A few recent convos for you:
(Climbing up in her high chair for breakfast)
Dad, it’s been a LOOOONG day.
Mommy, I listen TO YOUR WORDS. (with a sassy tone, of course.)
Me: Paisley, why did you throw that? Go pick it up.
Her: Tocause I’m a lady, THAT’S WHY!
(Walking to the bathroom for a bath)
Daddy!!! I TOGOT MY TOWEL!
I love you so much daddy, you’re a big boy!
She also got her hair pulled for the first time at school and apparently she was totally traumatized. The kid would NOT let go and she just screamed and screamed. Her teacher said it took awhile for her to recover. They confidentially reported it to me after school, but she quickly blurted out the name of the kid and gave me a play-by-play. Oh geez, this age is so hilarious.
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that Easter this year involved a lot of coffee. Almost every photo I have, someone is holding their cup of coffee. I absolutely love the fact that people are able to decipher their cups from another person’s by what country or state they have chosen out of my extensive Starbucks mug collection. So yes, there were eggs, there were happy kids, and there was coffee. We were lucky to get a few pictures. I love that my girl has finally mastered the “cheesy grin” as we call it in our family. She even squints her little eyes. ;)
And speaking of cooking- I don’t do it. Well, I try not to do it. Anytime I can get out of it, I do. Which is why our Easter breakfast was perfect. Andrew baked some muffins and cinnamon rolls and I had some fruit to throw together (thanks Ma!) and we call it a day. Lately, Paisley has been “cooking” on the back porch, this will keep her busy for at LEAST and hour. It’s an amazing idea that I got here.
And one last thing. Can I please just take this moment to shed a tear after looking at photos of LAST Easter and realizing how much she has grown?!
It’s going to take me some time to get over that one.
Daily life with a toddler is like being at a circus…it can be good, bad, and everything in between over the course of five minutes. We’ve definitely gotten much better at our reactions during our learning experience as parents (ie: don’t respond every time- that’s a hard one!). We have learned to embrace and laugh with her changing emotions as she grows. Last night in a bought of tiredness, I heard her come screaming “the scream”, you know, the death scream while running to me. I asked Andrew what had happened to her and he said that he had taken out her barrette from her hair. Um, what? Yeah, apparently the end of the world. She has been doing her “I want to cry on Mommy” for a few months now, where she is essentially done crying for whatever reason, asks to cry on me, and then fake cries on my shoulder while I cuddle and reassure her. In a few years, she won’t want to do that, so I’m soaking up the pitiful behavior now.
pointing out every airplane
I could not believe the first time I saw my girl ride her “shooter”. I mean, she just zooms along with ease and has such good balance. She can go really fast on it and one of my favorites is the photo of her getting low on it, she does that when she pumps her little leg to go fast. This was a Christmas gift from Mamu and she pretty much knew how to use it right out of the box. It’s crazy to think that we’ve pretty much graduated from “rides” in the stroller or wagon to now walks or her riding her scooter. She really just wants to be free! Good thing I have my cutie husband that will follow her around and play ball with her and let her run wild under his watch. :)
I’ve treated the laundry like a triage situation for the past three weeks, just grabbing whatever we absolutely needed to put on our bodies to get to work and washing a baby load here and there. It’s now amounted to a monumental pile of this-is-going-to-take-three-days-to-do. Problem there is I only have two days… make that one unless I get off the couch now.
