Why is it suddenly winter weather all over again? I've pitched my large and roomy tent in unhappy camper land until this most unwelcome cold front is gone for good.
Moving right along..let's start things off with a bang, shall we?
I have three Simon Says:
Simon: "I'm doing the shy di"
1. Simon: when is Father's day?
Grace: mmm I think maybe in June? I'm not quite sure...why?
Simon: I just need to know when to start dropping gift hints, thanks.
2. Simon and I went on a nice little Julialess date on Saturday night. Simon opted to wear his 'skinny' (fitted) dress pants for the occasion...and when the night was nearly over he admitted,
"I've been getting a lot of up downs and I feel really cheap. I don't like it."
3. After trying to teach Simon how to feed Julia baby food three times over the course of two weeks and she dribbled a little bit down onto her chin he claimed,
"I just wouldn't know what judgement call to make in those situations!"
next item of business:
little miss piggy
Our 6.2 month old had a busy weekend escaping from her car seat by way of 94 violent back arches in a row, managing to get around the house rather quickly on her back (a rare talent I'm sure), cutting another tooth and teaching herself how to finally roll over like a big three month old. Never not wild city around here. Next weekend she might spring for some orthodontia and start running 5K races...we just never know with her.
and the matriarch busied herself with the making of this unfashionable skirt yesterday:
it might look like a re-purposed pillowcase but I can assure you it is merely a section of a bed sheet ...
and don't ask how I got my hair to emulate that of Aragorn's luscious locks...
I'm still not sure myself
and now I'm off to go look up recipes for a mediocre dinner because that's how I'm rolling these gray days.
Sorry I'm not sorry.