Monday, April 27

80s Day

Avery's school had "Decade Day" last week and Avery chose the 80s, although I'm not exactly sure why.  I wanted to dress her up as one of the Robert Palmer girls from Addicted to Love, but Charlie said that was a little much for a seven year old. We went with more of the Cindy Lauper/Madonna look instead. Avery was soooo excited. I told her about the whole Flashdance craze, so she was all for cutting up one of her tshirts.  Louisa pulled the scraps from the trash can to make her own leg warmers. So resourceful! She wore them for three days straight. Funny girl.




She's a maniac!

We're baaack...

We're back from our blogcation and have lots to share. Our biggest news is that we are MOVING AGAIN! Holy smokes. We sure didn't see this one coming when we moved here last summer, but c'est la vie, right? Charlie's company closed their office here in Atlanta, and after much deliberation, he has decided to accept an offer to stay with the company... but in another city! Agggh! 

So, we are going to pack it up and move again. Charlie is excited about his new position and we're excited to be closer to "home".  I am not particularly looking forward to packing/unpacking  and house hunting again, but I suppose that's just a hurdle that will be behind us by the time fall rolls around. The upside - Charlie's company will buy our house here if we don't sell it in 90 days, so that's a huge load off our minds considering the state of the housing market. 

So it's goodbye Georgia peaches, hello WINDY CITY! 

I don't have any pictures to go with this topic (unless you want to see a picture of me searching for houses online), so here are some shots of all the flowers and plants we've planted to celebrate spring. We'll be here a for a couple more months, might as well enjoy the view, right?






Friday, March 27

You Say Potato...

While getting Louisa dressed this morning, she was holding one of her very favorite things.
I asked her, "Is that your book?" 
She replied, "No. Buh."
Mommy: "BooK."
Louisa: "No. BUH."
Obsessive, Controlling Parent: "BOOK. KUH. KUH. KUH. KUH."
Stubborn, Genius Child: "Kuh. kuh. kuh. kuh. No.... buh."

Fine. Buh it is. 

Monday, March 23

A Request

Please send prayers/well wishes to this family. Their baby boy has become suddenly and seriously ill.

Friday, March 20

Wednesday, March 18

Friday, March 13

Feeling Saucy

This is what happens when you turn your back for 60 seconds on a 2-year-old with a bowl of applesauce. 

Mommy, I can explain.

I blame it on this crazy spoon.



Wednesday, March 11

Good Day Sunshine

Yippie!! Spring is here! What a difference a week makes, huh?









Saturday, March 7

Snow Day - Southern Style

As surprised as we were to see snow here, we were even more surprised to find out that school was cancelled the following day. Being mid-west snow snobs, Charlie and I shook our heads and chuckled at the local panic. C'mon, people, get a grip. This is nothing!
Now THIS is a snow day:
Cousins Paige, Peyton and Talbot playing in the snow with Avery
St Louis, December 2007

Even though there wasn't much snow, we still went into a snow day agenda with full force.  
Sleep in. Eat a late breakfast. Watch cartoons. Lounge. Wii. Lounge. Play dress up. Hairdos. Eat a late lunch (soup, of course). Color. Build a fire. Snuggle under a blanket and watch a movie. Nap. 
We would have gone outside at some point to play in the snow, but it had all melted the night before.




Playing doggies.

Mulan hairdo.


Thursday, March 5

Snow? Really?

 I didn't think I'd see it this winter, but there it was. Snow. Big, wet, happy, sloppy snowflakes.  Avery was simply beside herself. She hasn't seen snow since we moved from the midwest last year and she could not wait to get outside. 
"Hurry, Mom. I need my snow pants!"
"Um...I think you'll be ok, Avery." 
 Surprisingly, it starting sticking, so Avery and her neighbor buddy got out the wheelbarrow and shovels to collect as much as snow as possible. They were absolutely soaked, because it was more like rain than snow, but they had a blast just the same. 

Hello, old friend.






Neighborhood Snow Patrol.