gym class

This month started out with Karate - for one night. We walked into a room full of 7-99 year olds with no other 3 or 4 year olds to be found. To "accompany" us, the teacher pulled another student to teach Audrey basics in the corner while the rest of the class proceeded. Audrey was having some understandable focus issues. Oh and she also kept telling the guy that "that wasn't how Kim Possible did it". So after a quick phone call we finished out the month with tumbling. Or as Audrey called it GYMNASTICS!!!!! You and I realize that gymnastics actually involves gymnastic equipment...but please, please don't argue with the expert...or on the other hand, please do - I double dog dare you. And to take things a step further you'd think that tumbling would involve more...tumbling, but her class was actually more running and hopping with a sprinkle of tumbling on top. It actually reminded me more of what a pre school gym class would look like. All that was missing was the teacher's whistle.

drip ***

Ice Cream is pretty serious business in the Menzies family:

oops.
***you have to click and enlarge these to get the full effect of the drips :)

choices

So the Roses, they have officially become an obsession. This happens with me, I should have seen it coming. I do this thing, if I have bought more than two of something it unofficially/officially becomes a collection quickly moving into an obsession. Some of you may remember the pooh bears, the rubber duckies, the stars. Then there's the tank tops and of course the flip flops (must have every color you know). Oh and the fiesta ware, the picture frames, the chairs. What about the over charmed charm bracelet? I even bought the entire carters store one season for Lucy. And lastly, the fire trucks (Nickie). Honestly I could go on and on and I'm sure my husband can attest to every word being true.
Back to the roses, remember when I said I started with three and I was going to add one or two every spring? Well let's see, I now have 9 roses and a mister landscaper home irrigation system. Yep, you read that right, in less than 6 weeks I have become a rose "expert". As it turns out, roses are pretty high maintenance. So of course that meant I had to read up on them by purchasing no less than 5 books. This caused me to instantly want more. And there was no way I could wait all the way until next Spring. I then proceeded to draw a rose garden on graph paper with 17 proposed roses. I even used colored pencils so that I could see which colors would look good next to each other (as suggested in one of the books). Oh, the colors, thousands I'm sure. Trying to choose the best red. Dark pink or light pink. It's a wonder I only ended up with 17 with choices like this. I don't do so well with choices, which might contribute to my obsessive tendencies - ya think?

Anyways, at least this time I ended up with something to show off:
Part of me thinks that I am using the roses as my nurturing outlet since I'm not going to have any more babies and the other part of me thinks that I just need to increase my meds.

mommy's little secret

Too bad Wendy's doesn't have a playground...or toys.

tiny baby

16 months old and still loves to nap in the swing...

one of these things...

is not like the other...

can you tell which one just doesn't belong?

mommy's little secret

Too bad Sprout, Noggin, Disney and the DVD player stop working at night time.

curtain call

Audrey's very first dance recital was last Saturday. This is the dance the they have been practicing since Christmas and you can see how well 3 and 4 year olds retain this type of direction in the video. The very, very bootleg quality video. They wanted $35 for a DVD, along with the $25 pictures, the $10 tickets (including Lucy), the $65 costume and the $25 participation fee. Somehow I felt like I was "sticking it to them" by not buying the video but now that I'm seeing everything else in writing I'm not sure that the purchase would have been that over the top considering how much they already got us for. Oh well. The dance was a success. And by success I mean that she didn't cry or pick her nose.

the gift that keeps on giving

Mr. Penney and I have become quite the best of friends ever since he moved into my neighborhood. He even sends me these coupons in the mail: $10 off a purchase of $10 or more, and in my opinion that’s basically a $10 bill in my purse and it would be irresponsible not to use it. I mean, who throws money away??? Yesterday I walk in, go to the dress department, even though I never wear dresses, and find 2 cute dresses on the clearance rack: $100 marked down to $23. I make my way to the dressing room, try each dress on twice and still can’t decide because they both actually fit. So I am just going to buy them both, dwell on it at home for a while, and then take one of them back. That’s the plan. I get to the register, and the nice, very nice, cashier proceeds to ring the 2 dresses up separately and use the coupon for each one…$13 each! AND then she gives the coupon back to me to use again! Great news – right? Well, kinda. You see, now I have this huge obligation to go back into that store and spend that $10 bill that’s still in my purse.

take a closer look

Question: what should I do when I take a postable picture of Lucy only later to discover that Audrey is in the background in nothing but her panties?


Answer: post it anyways!!!

the priorities, they are a changing

So as I'm sitting here at the computer I look over and see Lucy's footprint...in the dust on the floor lamp. My first thought is "look at those cute little toes" my second thought is "OMG I need to dust" and my third and final thought is "who has time to dust, I don't want to miss ANYTHING". Funny how things change once #2 comes along. With Audrey I was an anxious mess, running around still trying to do everything, afraid that I was going to miss all of those "firsts". But with Lucy, things are so much more relaxed around here, I tend to savor more, take it all in, let more things go, because the moments with her are not just her firsts, but they are also our "lasts".
That's all for now, better get back to my girls :)

cruzin'

Grandma and Grandpa gave Audrey this princess car the Christmas before she turned 3. She was absolutely terrified of it all last year. This year - different story. And of course sissy can't be left out. And yes...her "seat belt" is a dog leash.

ode to elastic

So I have a bit of a belly. I'd love to blame it on the 2 babies via c section but truth be told it was there long before then. It's mostly due to sitting; sitting at work, sitting in the car, sitting at home, oh and sitting at those restaurants. But pregnancy did bring on one thing...the introduction to the sweet, sweet panel. To know the panel is to love the panel. Seriously people, I love me some maternity pants, I can't say that enough. I would still be wearing them if I could get away with it. I averaged 6 months post pregnancy with both girls in the maternity pants with the humongous elastic band all the way around. Not as wonderful as the ingenious panel but a very close second. The switch back to reality is always a sad, sad day for me. I am guilty of driving home from work with my jeans undone more often than not - oh the freedom! I no more than get inside the door and practically run upstairs to change into my sweats for the evening. Why oh why didn't I choose a career that uniformed scrubs?

15 months old!