Smooshy Sleeper

Recital's Exhausting

It's A Rough Life

Not Good At Camouflage Yet

Aesop has his own methods for purchasing a chaise

Ladies Of The Night

Laura left me for this lady...

...and left me with this one.

U-Nee-Korn The Unicorn

Front-runner for favorite gift

Christmas Caught Up With Her

Someone partied a little too hard last night

Double Milk Mouth

The Condition Of This Air

I think we may break our air conditioner this summer. I know, we're about 10 degrees cooler than the rest of the northeast, but this ain't a competition. We do only have a/c in the one room, but the downstairs is nice and cool. That's a relief. Laura has the next week or so off, and the last thing I want is a cranky, sweaty busy body bothering me all day long. 

jk

not jk

no jk

For now, we got a little slumber party going on.

 

Not much of one tho.

I Feel You Easter Bunny

Happy Easter people

I hear Yuula rolling around and talking herself awake already

but Laura is a log

Shall I Wake Them?

Becoming A Bed Without Bars

We're thinking about transitioning her to a "big girl" bed for Christmas, but I think she's gonna miss her crib. She really digs it inside those bars and she may be the first baby to never ever EVER try to climb over them. She's more content in there than anywhere else in the world. 

Come to think of it, I wouldn't mind some bars on my bed. Maybe I wouldn't be typing on a silly blog at 5am every morning....

Last On Assateague

Ok this is it, final post on our Assateague vacation. We got up early Thursday morning and tore the tent down and were on the road by 5:30. Sun came up later.

I think the girls had fun. We'll be back, with larger numbers.

Yu Two Today

We didn't really have any plans for Yuula' birthday. We knew we'd have Grandma and Grandpa for breakfast, Aunt Danielle sometime around lunch and somehow we convinced ourselves that it was Tuesday and we had a CSA pickup. We kinda based the day around it. We wanted to take Yuula to see some animals but the best place was an hour north and closed at 6. Plus rain was forecast for 4pm and we had to pickup CSA between 3 and 7, an hour south. The timeline wasn't working out and suddenly Laura brought up Country Junction and a deal was struck. Maybe because it's the only place outside of Lancaster to get Jake & Amos corn salsa and we just ran out last night. Happy Birthday Yuula! You're getting Amish corn salsa. Dani arrived and we went.

The girls fed ducks. She loved it.

She sprinkled corn on top of goats. She loved that.

She pointed and yelped at chickens. Loved.

Test drove their various vehicles.

Loving.

The girls competed in a hula hoop contest. I won.

Photo op with a dragon.

She saw puppies and fish, bunnies and thought ferrets were hilarious. Who doesn't? We rocketed back towards the farm only to realize about 100 yards from the entrance that it was in fact Monday and our pickup was tomorrow. We laughed. Then decided to go pickup some beer. Happy birthday Yuula. You're going to watch us get drunk.

Yuula had communicated to us (we think) that she wanted pizza for dinner. Maybe we had a preconceived notion. But we thought it'd be fun to let her make her own pizza, get her hands dirty. It was and she did.

Yes more cheese made it onto the floor than the pies but hey, she loved singing "sprinkle sprinkle sprinkle".

Gifts were displayed much to her delight.

She's still not sure about the whole candle in the cake thing.

She couldn't wait to test out her new umbrella. Good thing it was raining.

She took right to destroying her new coloring books.

And she really took to the magnadoodle, a toy right in her wheelhouse since she can fill up a page faster than we can cut down the trees, this will probably save the rainforest.

We also got her a starter dollhouse (assembly required) and aunt Danielle made her a nice wooly poncho for the quickly upcoming cold and some awesome new books that she then read to her during some aunty cuddle time while downing her night night milk. Then she went right to bed as we snapped this photo at 9:50pm, exactly two years after she was born.

Then Laura cried...

Wake Up, Yr Two!

Just The Feet Are Free

You can keep her body behind bars but you'll never take her feetsies!