This and That

We have been in our house for almost a year now.  We can hardly believe it.  And yes, we still have boxes.  As I walked into my office just now, I was struck with what would be a good bumper sticker to slap on the door:  "Less Shit. More Zen."  Because that is exactly what this office needs!  Kinda temped to scroll open that window and just start shoving things out to the ground below.

The kids are up to some amazing things these days.  Like last night how they paraded for 35 minutes rearranging only 3 items of clothes apiece into better and better "party outfits".  I am not sure what party they think they are going to that would not result in arrest for indecent exposure for their creative applications.  Think, shirts on your feet, underwears on your head, and a whole lotta mooning and being extra "hilarious".

Samantha takes a couple of dance classes a week.  Ballet, and hip hop/jazz.  She has an amazing memory for some things.

Julia is very proud of herself most of the time.  And she should be.  At 13 months she is toddling around like a 2 year old and very vocal.  We can't quite understand her, but she yammers away at us all the time.  And usually with a finger pointed and some high pitched pteradactyl screams to boot.  She loves her nanny, Patty, and we do too.  She also loves stealing any remote, even more than phones.  Julia has laser-like radar for when there is trouble and danger.  Say she is in the den with Ben.  I come downstairs and leave the safety gate open in the other room.  She drops her remote and just starts determinedly toward the open gate.  Like a little Stepford wife with those swirly eyes.  It's not like she heard it or can see it, she just KNOWS it is open and goes for it.  Ditto for bathroom doors and still with the toilet seats.  Clearly she does not get enough pool time if she is always trying to take a dip in the toilet bowls.  So if you come to our house and we walk in on you in the bathroom, it's because we now have to live with all bathroom doors closed at all times, regardless of occupation.

Elliot is planning her July birthday party already.  Did we mention she wants a "Lady GaGa" party?  But then she thought we should actually have a Katy Perry party this year, so we can give out outfts that they can wear next year to her Lady Gaga party.  Heaven help on on this one.  I am also starting to collect ideas for a CD we can burn to give away and what songs will be appropriate and not get us kicked out of the neighborhood.

Samantha ice skating.  If you look at the people behind her on the left, that is a more accurate version of what it looks like to take 4-5 year olds ice skating.  And if mama can't skate so well herself, well its a grand old time.

Oscar night!  And, cousin Zoe was over, helping put every dress up dress on Samantha at once.

Elliot fishing for condiments for dinner.  She is becoming quite good in the kitchen.  Actual good ideas, no joke!

In the penalty box at the ice rink.  Voluntarily.

Elliot chose this to wear to the elementary school pot luck.  She laid out 2 piles in her room. dresses and accessories.  ALl those Fancy Nancy books have now caught up to us.

EVERY.SINGLE.LEFT. SLEEVE of mine has oatmeal/yogurt sludge on it.  Because I can't resist scooping up this little lady after I am already dressed for work and she is finishing breakfast.  It's worth it though.  I probably should make a better attempt at cleaning it off though.  I'm an SVP after all.  

Peek week at Samantha's tap class

Sam is our latest sleeper.  And she has taken to waking and then sweetly inviting me to come eat breakfast with her in our pajamas so I don't get food on my work clothes. (see a theme here?)

Julia's hide out.  Between two couches.  Where she can carefully peel off strips of kleenex and eat them like potato chips. - maybe her favorite snack of all time (kleenex not chips!).