Here they are playing Lone Ranger
And cupcake shop workers
And back-to-nature hippies from 1973.
Poor little Milo wants a best friend too. This doll is all we could give him.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
The Twins
George and Goldie think it is really funny to dress up as twins. They've been doing it a lot lately.
Here they are playing Lone Ranger
And cupcake shop workers
And back-to-nature hippies from 1973.
Poor little Milo wants a best friend too. This doll is all we could give him.
Here they are playing Lone Ranger
And cupcake shop workers
And back-to-nature hippies from 1973.
Poor little Milo wants a best friend too. This doll is all we could give him.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Good News!
Clay lost his sense of smell about 4 1/2 years ago, around the time when George was starting to produce stinky diapers.
This morning Clay told me he can't see things so well close up. So, when he's up close and gazing into my eyes, I'm in a permanent state of soft focus, just like Elizabeth Taylor and Barbara Walters.
Thus being said, I'm done with showers and make up and Clay will never know the difference and think I'm the fairest of them all.
The rest of you will have to suffer.
This morning Clay told me he can't see things so well close up. So, when he's up close and gazing into my eyes, I'm in a permanent state of soft focus, just like Elizabeth Taylor and Barbara Walters.
Thus being said, I'm done with showers and make up and Clay will never know the difference and think I'm the fairest of them all.
The rest of you will have to suffer.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Happy Birthday, Goldie!
You turned three today!
Three years ago you and Georgie looked like this.
And like this when you turned one.
We had a great day at Camano. Milo ate sand in your honor
while you were delighted by the sun
and George built a fort on the beach.
Thanks for having a birthday and celebrating with your school friends.
Next year pick a better cake.
Three years ago you and Georgie looked like this.
And like this when you turned one.
We had a great day at Camano. Milo ate sand in your honor
while you were delighted by the sun
and George built a fort on the beach.
Thanks for having a birthday and celebrating with your school friends.
Next year pick a better cake.
Friday, February 19, 2010
We Got Us Another Kid, Folks
We had company visiting from Yakima last weekend. Lucky for us they brought their daughter to play with and entertain our children.
Doesn't she look like one of ours?
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Why I'm Not Fit To Be a Parent
Goldie hasn't had her hair brushed in months. Seriously. She screams, cries and once bit a brush in frustration at having her tangles removed.
Tonight Clay and I were admiring her dreadlocks and discussing plans for her inevitable first haircut.
Sad and determined to avoid the scissors, I locked her in the bathroom after her bath and set her on the counter and told her she could chew my gum if she let me brush her hair.
It worked like a charm. Not one tear nor tangle to be seen. I rule!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
A Perfect Day
Guess who got flowers for Valentine's Day.
We then headed over to Freemont for some Veraci Pizza from the Sunday Market. Clay ate bruscheta.
Goldie showed off her tonsils.
Milo showed off his Inspector Gadget coat.
And then Goldie and George made a visit to the Troll.
Not a bad Valentine's Day. Hope you had a good one too.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Pretzels and Beer Sauce
Today a friend mentioned she'd eaten a few bites of a homemade pretzel and cheese sauce at Quinn's www.quinnspubseattle.com last night.
The mere mention of this got the wheels in my sickly brain spinning and hours later Clay and I were snacking on these rolled nuggets of bready deliciousness.
The pretzel recipe was a test recipe for my friend Leora's new book (check out www.locavorenorthwest.com) so I can't post it here and the cheese sauce I made up by dumping butter, flour, milk, cheese, Worcestershire sauce and beer in a sauce pan.
The pretzel recipe was a test recipe for my friend Leora's new book (check out www.locavorenorthwest.com) so I can't post it here and the cheese sauce I made up by dumping butter, flour, milk, cheese, Worcestershire sauce and beer in a sauce pan.
So basically this is all useless information unless you happen to be close by and want to stop in for a snack.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Racoons and Sleep Deprivation
I read today that having a two-year-old is like having a blender that you don't have a top for.
I have to agree. Especially when that two-year-old is Goldie.
Last night she woke up four times during the night. And each time she screached "Ma-Mai!" at the top of her lungs.
This morning I wanted to debrief with her. I gently explained that our family needs sleep and when she yells during the night it disturbs us all.
And her response?
"There was a racoon in my room. I yelled for my mommy and she came in and said, "What the heck."
As if I ever say "What the heck." I don't know that I've ever uttered the expression "What the heck."
...Oh, and that part about the racoons was a little dubious as well.
Poor sweet George, who must be sleep deprived from his sister's yelling throughout the night said, "Mommy, is that really true? Was there really a racoon in her room?"
I have to agree. Especially when that two-year-old is Goldie.
Last night she woke up four times during the night. And each time she screached "Ma-Mai!" at the top of her lungs.
This morning I wanted to debrief with her. I gently explained that our family needs sleep and when she yells during the night it disturbs us all.
And her response?
"There was a racoon in my room. I yelled for my mommy and she came in and said, "What the heck."
As if I ever say "What the heck." I don't know that I've ever uttered the expression "What the heck."
...Oh, and that part about the racoons was a little dubious as well.
Poor sweet George, who must be sleep deprived from his sister's yelling throughout the night said, "Mommy, is that really true? Was there really a racoon in her room?"
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Weekend Update
Tonight I found Goldie naked in the basement. When I asked what she was doing, she told me she was playing a game called "Bellevue Athletic Club". I'm not sure of the official rules but it sounds suspicious.
Here she is laying in bed with at least 16 binkies and wearing a tutu. She turns three in a few weeks and is savoring her final days with the binkies. She will be "donating" them to the baby gorillas at the zoo.
Don't we all need a tutu we can wear for napping?
George had a playdate today. When we picked him up, they reported that he'd taken an hour long bath at the friend's house.
I want to take a bath at a play date!
Milo is busy growing front teeth the size of playing cards, just like his father's. We still love him. The father, that is. And Milo too.
This is what happened when I tried to nap with Milo and Goldie. (I never realized how much I look like Jay Leno.)
Here she is laying in bed with at least 16 binkies and wearing a tutu. She turns three in a few weeks and is savoring her final days with the binkies. She will be "donating" them to the baby gorillas at the zoo.
Don't we all need a tutu we can wear for napping?
George had a playdate today. When we picked him up, they reported that he'd taken an hour long bath at the friend's house.
I want to take a bath at a play date!
Milo is busy growing front teeth the size of playing cards, just like his father's. We still love him. The father, that is. And Milo too.
This is what happened when I tried to nap with Milo and Goldie. (I never realized how much I look like Jay Leno.)
Monday, February 1, 2010
Our Chair is Famous
Last week I had my grandmother's crummy old chair recovered. With its new look this chair has been making me smile daily. Tonight I found the following "after" picture on the web site of the woman who recovered it. She must have liked the results also.
When I brought it home, Clay's only comment was "did you try it?" I admitted I hadn't. So, he sat down and proclaimed "well, it still works." Thank God for that. And thank God for Clay.
When I brought it home, Clay's only comment was "did you try it?" I admitted I hadn't. So, he sat down and proclaimed "well, it still works." Thank God for that. And thank God for Clay.
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