Someone Got a Haircut

Isn't Cecelia's haircut SO cute?!? I thought she'd be sad at first, but instead she keeps staring at herself in the mirror and whipping her hair around in complete and total joy. She reminds me of my 2-year-old version of herself and I love it.

We had another semi-eventful weekend. Bill was gone Friday night and I had a training and work on Saturday. Bill brought the girls to the library Saturday morning while I was gone which I thought was pretty cool. I got to have a sushi lunch with my girl Clare after our training and then a little consignment shopping after that since everyone was napping at the house by the time I was ready to come home. We took the girls for a bike ride and poor CeCe did a face plant right as we were getting back the house. I had about 10 minutes before I had to head to work so I brought bloody CeCe in and Bill followed with the other two. We managed to get all their snowpants off and such and then I had to get going. And, of course, since things weren't crazy enough with a dramatic 6-year-old bleeding and crying on the living room floor so Delaney decided to pee all over the bathroom. My heart broke for my husband as I skipped out the door for work.

Sunday afternoon I went with a friend to get her little one a new "big girl" carseat. It was a big day for the Mom, but was high time the 13-month-old was out of the carrier :) (wink, wink "M"). After that it was off to work again for me.

Like I said, semi-eventful.

I really really need to get going on some projects around here:

organizing baby clothes for donation/sale/keep

digging out the storage under the stairs to see what's actually in there

get new light fixtures

change light bulbs

fix some broken doors and such

organize my office

etc., etc., etc.

However, we just got done with school and lunch and bath and are going to head for bed for a little quiet time. I will take that time to catch up a little on my DVR. Hasta la vista to do list.

Good Times

As you can see at the top of this post we are having a day at home because of the holiday. And, quite frankly, I'm tired of chasing.

We had a really really great weekend. Saturday we took the girls to the MN Zoo. They were having an indoor beach party for the kids. We saw a bird show, shark and (EEK!) eel feeding, dophin training, hybernating grizzly bears and took a trip on the monorail. It was a beautiful day - we actually drove through downtown on our way there to look at all the white trees and buildings. It felt good to get out as a family. Unfortunately, I had to work Saturday night but I got off early which was nice

Sunday Bill helped me get some "to do" list things done - one of which was to clean under the girls' bed. Lord Almighty it looked like an episode of Hoarders. Paper and socks and toys and dust and random stuff galore. We had to open their window to get some fresh air in. Lessoned learned: check under the bed every one and a while.

I worked Sunday afternoon and my wonderful husband went to task for me: bathing the kids, going to the store, delivering Valentine's, folding laundry, etc. etc.

After work I picked up some Chinese and we had a Chinese Valentine's dinner. The girls made homemade Valentine's for Bill and I and I have beautiful roses sitting in my living room right now.

I'm a happy girl.

The other pictures above are from Laney's preschool program last week (so cute!). And, of course, Laila doing her best Hitler impersonation. Why does she think it's funny to eat diaper cream any time she can?? Anyone? Anyone?

Things Mothers Say...

but don't really mean:

I'm going to throw him/her out the window.

I'm going to sell him/her to the circus.

I'm going to leave him/her on a street corner somewhere.

Child for sale.

I'm going to kill him/her.

Can I just ducktape his/her mouth shut?

Now, before you go and call CPS on me this is OBVIOUSLY supposed to be a humorous post.
Do you ever find yourself muttering these things??

S.A.D.

Unfortunately, I have self diagnosed myself with this disorder.

The good news? I woke up this morning to SUNSHINE and it instantly put a smile on my face.

Today is going to be a good day.

You Gotta Have Friends

We got to have quite a bit of fun with one of our favorite families this month! We love you guys! And I had to post this last picture because I like to torment my friends....heehee!

Found This On My Camera

I was downloading pictures for a different post that I plan on doing in regards to one of our favorite families, but then I came across this and had to share.

My Girls: The Update 1:21:10

Here we are at the beginning of 2010:

Cecelia:
Loves school!! Loves to read and write lots and lots and lots of letters to Bill and I and her friends. She loves to draw (her specialty is drawing hearts with faces in them), cut, glue and do any sort of art project. She's big time in to jewelry and still prefers to wear a dress at all times.
She is a pleaser and wants to make everyone happy. She would never hurt anyone's feelings. If I am getting crabby or angry with the kids she will start to compliment me or hug me. I know she doesn't even realize the significance of those actions. My hope is that she doesn't feel like it's her responsibility to "keep the peace."
It's important to her to sit by her friends and have lots of friends whether it be on the bus, at school or at dance.
She has become Little Miss Independent. She does most everything on her own and even takes care of her sisters. If Laney can't reach something CeCe will get it for her. If Laila needs to get down from her booster CeCe will lift her down. She helps me so much on a day to day basis!
She is getting very tall and her shoes could be confused for mine. She's beautiful in a very traditional long-haired big-blue-eyed perfect skin lovely-big-smile kind of way :)

Delaney:
Not as much as a social creature as her older sister. We had a period during November and December where she cried when I dropped her off at preschool every time and also ended up dropping out of dance because of crying.
She's mostly at this point a copycat to CeCe. Whatever Cecelia likes or is doing, Delaney wants to do. She even wanted to ask Santa for the same gift Cecelia asked for even though I know it wasn't something that she would really love or want (a Hannah Montana notebook??).
I know for a fact that she loves animals. Always has. Any kind of animal too, not just the cute furry ones: hippos, crocodiles, elephants...the list goes on and on. The zoo is, by far, her favorite place to be. I wouldn't be surprised in the least if she became a vet or something like that some day.
She is definitely a 3-year-old: a series of random thoughts, easily frustrated....turns tantrum throwing, non-compliant, trouble making, wierd and funny 3-year-old.
I do find myself getting frustrated with her at this age but she makes up for it by still being little and cuddly.
She's got the crazy long curly hair (sorry baby!), huge smile and big brown eyes that are going to knock 'em dead some day.

Laila:
Cute. Chubby. Cuddly. Did I mention cute? God that kid is cute.
Her new thing is to assert herself either by screaming at the top of her lungs or telling me "no, no, no, no!" Even though she's only 18 months she's got the rules of toddlerhood down pretty well. You know, the whole "mine!" thing.
She loves the two little daycare kids that come here and refers to them as babies even though the little boy is 2 months older than she is!
She is really good about playing by herself and it's pretty fun to watch. She'll even "read" books and babble in that sort of sing-songy way we talk when we read and turn the pages as she goes even if the book is up-side-down.
She likes to color..on herself, eat play-doh and diaper cream. She has recently learned that making funny faces makes us laugh. She likes to wrestle and get tickled or thrown in the air. And, just like her sisters, she loves to listen to music and dance.
Oh, she also tells me when she's poopie. That's a good deal.

Of course that doesn't even begin to cover all that it is to be Cecelia, Delaney or Laila. But, it gives you a glimpse in to their lives and a year from now it will spark memories for me.

**pictures are coming: dead battery in the camera