Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Cheap Dinner Guests

No, I'm not referring to the 2 little people in the picture, though that would probably apply too, since they would rather subsist on a dinner of Pirates Booty than anything else, but that's beside the point.  That cute little guy in the background and his/her siblings often join us around dinner time for a little clover and wild violet tapas party.  Mmm...fortunately for them, unfortunately for us, their fave snacks are abundant in our yard right about now.  These are the most domesticated deer I have ever seen.  They have zero fear of people, even little people thumping wildly on the window above them.  Heck, even I'm scared of those little people on occasion.  Watch out little deer, my little dears aren't quite as domesticated.
*Please excuse our heinously dirty windows.  The spray hose just recently got transferred here from the old house and I haven't quite gotten to them yet.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Dreaming And Sharing And Not So Much

Soon, when I stop procrastinating it, I plan on writing a little post to describe the personality of the youngest member of our family.  I'm procrastinating it because,'s hard to describe Rosa.  She's a baby of a different kind (ya know, always changing colors like the horses in Oz).  I can however, quickly tell you about her ability to share.  Nil.  Not even open to discussing the subject.  Not even a little bit.  Her desire to learn how to share is equivalent to my desire to learn car maintenance.  Not so much at all. 
And she's not messing around.  Last night, in her sleep, she was clearly dreaming of repeated scenarios of shooting anyone down who dared to share her most beloved? items.  This is what we heard at different points in the night:  "Minuh (mine) bubbles!"  "Minuh shooooooeeeee!"  "Minuh water. No!!!" 
"Minuh kitty!  Meeeeooooowwww."

Sunday, April 17, 2011

You Know You Have A Problem When...

Your 1 1/2 year old sees a Starbucks cup and squeals "Mommy's water!" when you're not even present.

Heaven knows why we have this picture...

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Nature Lessons With Emmy

After spying a woodpecker in our tree yesterday...

E:  I've seen a woodpecker before. 
Me:  You have?  When?
E:  When I was a baby, daddy let me climb up our berry tree and I petted the woodpeckers' head.
Me:  Wow, that's amazing!
E: And do you know what woodpeckers like to drink?
Me:  No, what?
E:  Dr. Pepper.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011


This picture perfectly captures their decidedly different personalities.  Emmy; completely in control, hair pulled back, apron on, delicately using a minimal amount of paint and not getting a speck on her.  And then there's Rosa; bent down as close to the canvas as possible, hair in her face, brush bristles fanned out from the force of her strokes, foot fully dipped in green paint from an earlier attempt at stomping on the canvas...
Legend has it there exists another pair of sisters with equally opposite personalities (or so I've been told 1 or 1000 times).  This is great news for future family game nights as everyone knows that this kind of genetic combination is UNSTOPPABLE and cannot be beaten.  Finally Angie and I will have some proper competition.  Bring on the Pictionary.  Mom, grab a martini - you'll need it.
*In case you're wondering, I'm the well thought out, ever prepared, super organized one. 

Monday, April 11, 2011

Naptime and High Tea

Emmy is going through a bit of a phase where she pretends that she has already been asleep immediately after I put her down for her afternoon nap.  She'll call out "I'm awake!  I see sunshine!"  This is unfathomably annoying after, oh I don't know, the 36th day in a row.  Recently though, she has incorporated a British accent that Drew had taught her to use when she requests something.  As in, (British accent)"Daddy, may I please have a glass a water, please".  Why would he include an accent in lessons on manners?  Well, because he's Drew.  This is why I married him.
Anyways, her routine has now morphed into (3 yr. olds British accent) "I'm awake!  You can pleeeeaassse come and get me, pleeeeeeeeaaaaasssee!"  Now equal parts annoying and hilarious.
 I don't know why she changed things up.  I can only assume that she knows this cracks us up and we will quickly come back and give her the attention she is wanting while holding back giggles.   Again with the parental manipulation.  By the time she reaches her teens, we won't stand a chance.
"A ha ha ha ha ha...amateurs."

Friday, April 8, 2011

Future Conversations About Sneaking Out

When they are older, I'm sure they will be more subtle with the secret conversations...but until then, this is what Drew and I woke up to this morning.

Rosa:  laba laba
Emmy:  (in a whispered voice) Rosa.
Rosa:  poopee?  What doin?
Emmy:  Rooooosa.
Rosa:  numa numa numa shoe...poopee..shay shay shay shay.
Emmy:  Rosa Rosa Rosa Rosa Rosa Rosa Rosa Rosa.
Rosa:  sheeeeeeeeepiiiingggggg (sleeping).
Emmy:  Roooooooooooooooossssssssssssaaaaaaaa.
Rosa:  poopee!

I'm wondering which words are code.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Maybe Not A Fashionista

Putting on our "day clothes"

Emmy:  Mommy, my arms keep poking all the way through these sleeves.
Me:  That's because it's a short-sleeve shirt.
Emmy:  Oh. Huh.

And it's been a looooong winter.

Monday, April 4, 2011