I am on the phone with Sophie right now. She’s describing the great day she had with Grammy and Chloe – they went apple picking.
Pink Me Not Has a New Look
In anticipation of Pink Me Not’s third birthday on October 24, I have created a colorful and fun new look for my blog.
Girly Girl
Grammy gave Sophie a fancy Belle costume for her birthday. And as if that wasn’t enough, she also presented her little granddaughter with a matching Belle tea service and cart. Papa assembled the cart this evening, and she very gracefully pushed it around, with ballet-like arm movements and pointed toes. Continue reading Girly Girl
Hump Day
We’ve officially arrived at the beginning of the end of the week. Whenever I get home from work on Wednesdays, I know that the Saturday’s fast approaching. Don’t you sometimes wish that everyday was Saturday? Or Friday night? I love Friday nights. And I recently discovered that getting a manicure on a Friday night is a terrific way to wind down and start the weekend.
Meltdown
Mondays are cranky days. The girls were in fine form when I got home. Sophie was breathless with excitement about her super Belle costume that Grammy gave to her for her 5th birthday.
Sophie’s 5th Birthday Party!
Sophie’s birthday week has officially concluded. With a bang. And a parachute. I love you, my Sophie bear.
What I Want
I want to write. I want to do something creative. I want to have my own store (I’m still hooked on the idea of a children’s bookstore). I want to be my own boss.
The School Cliques Have Started
The cliques have landed. I was hoping that we wouldn’t have to deal with that awful word for another couple of years, but alas, here we are. Not even 10 years old and the cliques have started to form. The in-crowd, with the one dynamic leader who attracts the other kids (even the fifth graders!) into her web. The “cheerleaders,” who don’t cheer, but who try to lead their apostles by yelling at them. The weirdos. The loners.
Happy 5th Birthday, Sophie!
The first thing Sophie asked us this morning, after we wished her a happy birthday and she crawled into our bed for a 5-year old cuddle: “Did I lose my baby fat on my butt?” Really. I am not exaggerating. “No, not yet, sweetie. You still have the cutest butt ever.” Rest assured, Sophie did not burst into tears upon hearing my response. Instead, she cuddled with us some more.
Much Ado About Nothing
This is going to be a stream of consciousness blog entry, inasmuch as today was a fairly uneventful day. The weather finally felt a little like fall this afternoon, and the clouds were out in full force. With only few days until October, I imagine we’ll be saying “until next year” to our shorts within the week.