The girls broke out the Fuzzoodles. They are really cute, inspire creativity, and are totally reusable. I highly recommend them. Plus, just look how nicely they are playing together...All of our snow melted, rendering my cute porch decoration pretty irrelevant.
It also made our yard (and everywhere else) an icky, muddy, dead-looking mess.
Again, the snowman mailbox is just kind of mocking me now from it's dead flower bed. Oooh- but as you can see, we also got fiber-optic internet! And these photos are uploading SO fast now!
Big Sister got her first haircut. Not this year. Ever. Yes, I know, she is five-and-a-half. But she didn't have hair until she was three.
Big Sis also became obsessed with the Wii. And since we have exactly 3 games, she is getting quite good at racing cows.
She also further developed her skill of talking just to talk. In other words, our little actress will say things like, "Did you say cinnamon toast? I mean, do you really mean it? That means you're putting it in the toaster, and then you'll put butter on it and sprinkle it. Are you honestly making cinnamon toast? Oh, I just can't wait for cinnamon toast. I wonder how you ever guessed that I simply love cinnamon toast... it's just amazing. It's kind of magical. Like a miracle."
NO! It's bread and butter and sugar. Not a flying unicorn. And for-the-love-of-all-that-is-holy could you please just take a sip of milk?!?! No wonder the television has been on ALL DAY, every day, since Christmas*. At least there's a plot (although even that is in question when watching Imagination Movers...)
On a related note, Big Sister finally started back to school after a month off. She has been exhausted but made the adjustment better than I anticipated.
The verdict is still out for me, although I welcome the return to any routine at this point.
Little Sis also went to school. And decided she is too old to nap there. Ugh.
When not at school, Little Sister stayed in her pajamas way too much.
She also went through extra pairs of pajamas, because she had a couple of nighttime accidents. But really, sleeping without a diaper is going pretty well.
Little Sis did get dressed to go to the bank and grocery store with me one day this week. We came home to find this:
WHAT is that, you ask?
It's a picture of what was left of the bag of candy that was in the bottom of our pantry. (By the way, the bag was some (leftover Halloween) candy our neighbors tied up in a Christmas ribbon and I'm pretty sure gave us out of obligation when we delivered our Christmas gift to them this year. I felt bad that they felt the need to reciprocate at all. The girls thought it was one of the best gifts ever...)
Anyway, Sophie got into the pantry. And then she ate 7 Tootsie Roll pops, a Kit Kat, and a Reece's Peanut Butter Cup. But, to her credit, she left the wrappers.
And, honestly, after I cleaned up the mess, I was a little thankful. No more battles with Little Sis, AKA The Queen of Candy Cravings, over when she can have another piece, why "just smelling it" isn't really accurate, or how "saving it" on her place mat until after dinner never really works.
As for the grown-ups in our house, there's not much new. Hubby and I started the Bourne movies. I know, we're only 9 years behind the rest of the world. But better late than never.
So, there you go. Nothing special, just an update on life in our house. How was your week?
* By the way, starting this week, we're putting limits and setting timers for the television and Wii. Christmas break is over. Time to reclaim our brains. ;)
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