Alice the Fairy Cooks Dinner

I just could not resist this shot - the outfit, the do, the tippytoes. As much as she drives me crazy (and she DOES) sometimes I could just eat her up.
And this one cracks me up too, because it is just so typical of them right now. Look at my OCD son - he wants the fries lined up around the edge of the pan. He does not care if only ten fries get cooked, as long as they are arranged JUST so. And Alyssa (as usual) is oblivious to his careful planning, and she is "MESSING IT UP MOM!" And he is so irritated and she is oblivious to that as well. Plus, he's mad because the frozen french fries feel yucky and he does not want to touch them anymore than necessary. Sometimes things work out ok. He got to outline the pan - notice that he is now wearing oven mitts so that he doesn't have to actually feel the yuckiness. And now he is ok to let her fill in the rest. And she is just doing her thing - still oblivious. Which is good, because if she had realized how much she was irritating him she would have found a way to make it ten times worse.

I really love being the mom. Well, sometimes not, but I talk about those times much more than I talk about how much I really love it. Watching their little personalities emerge, watching them learn and grow and solve problems... it's amazing! And when I forget myself and focus on them, I realize how truly truly blessed I am.

Oh - I almost forgot. The title - Alice the Fairy by David Shannon (who also wrote the No, David books) peek at it here. It is just SO Alyssa.

Nothing

You know how sometimes nothing seems to go right and you just want to crawl in a hole for a few days and pretend you don't exist?

Ok, maybe it's just me.

Many apologies to anyone who actually thought that I would post every day in Feb.

Fashion Serendipity

Kimmy bought this outfit from Aeropostale with her birthday $ and wanted to wear it to the movie on Saturday, but she couldn't figure out what shoes to wear. Until she remembered her new black, pink and white heely's that Grandma got her for her birthday. Way to save the day, Grandma!

the problem...

...with publicly declaring on my blog that I am going to post everyday in February, is that I feel enormous guilt for not doing it. Oh the failure! Anyways, here is a picture that took me at least four hours to edit. How do you do it Shari?! I do love how it turned out in the end, but I probably won't try it again.

Thanks!

I got a fun suprise today - some anonymous person sent me flowers. They are lovely!
Ok, but please fess up! It will drive me crazy until I know who sent these!

She is Three

My little joke is that God sent her last because he knew that she would be the last one no matter what order she came in. In three short years she has turned every parenting theory that I have ever had on it's ear and convinced me that I know nothing about being a mom. No one can push my buttons like she can. But she is lying here sleeping on my lap, and there is nothing sweeter in the world. Lucky me.

Snow