Easter in a Nutshell

I much prefer blogging in real time.  But, I can't ignore Easter, especially since this is the first year Abby joined in with all the fun.

Unfortunately, Ryan had to work on Easter so he missed all the festivities.  Don't worry, the girls had a cheering squad to root them on while they hunted their eggs.

Here Abby is just getting started.

Notice the Spring attire.  Easter was absolutely gorgeous.

She finds one in Grandma's rose garden.  Good eye, Abby!

Ella was off to a running start.  She had her eye on the prize.

Notice Ella's frilly socks ( I heart them) and her big-girl sandals.  She is SO proud of her new "Party Shoes".

This is my favorite photo of Easter.  I LOVE Abby's face; it is pure joy.  And I love her support crew tagging along behind her.

I see one!  Doesn't she look like such a big girl?

Just a Bit Behind

I realize I am a bit behind with the blog, call it Spring Fever, call it too busy, or call it an extended break; I am sure it is the perfect combination of all of the above.  Anyways, during my silence, we have been busy with family adventures, sitting on the potty (Abby), and baking.

One of my favorite days so far this year was when we took the girls sledding on Mt. Hood.  We were "winging" it and planned a spur of the moment trip.  We had a few sled hills we were considering, but while at a pit spot for donuts on the way up the hill, we ran into some friends.  Lucky for us, they pointed us in the right direction to the only sledding hill with a moving sidewalk.  Phew!  It saved us!

Here are our best shots of the day:

We sledded for close to three hours.  On our second to last run of the day Ella called it quits.  I headed back to the car with her while Ryan and Abby took one last spin down the slope.  While changing into warm, fresh clothes, Ella took off her "water resistant" snow pants.  Poor girl was SOAKED down to her underwear... Apparently the $15 Target snow pants were a major fail ( I should have seen that coming).  Poor girl did not complain once.  I can only imagine how uncomfortable she was.  Next year we will suit her up in quality winter wear.  

Growing Up

Not long ago I had both girls in a UPS store for a dreadfully long time.  Think 45 minutes.  Now wrangling two little ones in any store can be difficult, but without the shopping cart, constant motion, or my attention, it was a very long time.

And the girls did fine.  They might have practiced their forward rolls, pulled a few greeting cards off the shelf, and begged for some candy, but I totally blame the guy behind the counter.  He was incredibly overwhelmed.

Needless to say, the other customers pretended to enjoy the girls. Except, perhaps, the lady who was working on a project the Ella came thisclose to stepping on. She didn't pretend.

Anyways, towards the end of our adventure a kind woman told me, "The days are long but the years are short."  It resonated within my body.  Sometimes it feels likes 45 minutes can be an entire lifetime while the past four years of my life have flown by in a jiffy.


As the girls are approaching their birthdays in May, they are quickly transforming.  Ella is leaving toddler hood behind and galloping towards bigger kid status.  And it is clear; Abby is no longer a baby.

Ella has lost her chub and her appetite.  She can exude confidence, has her own gaggle of besties, and insists on doing her own hair and choosing her own clothes.

And Abby is right behind her.  

In case you were wondering, that was a long day at the UPS store.

21 Months ~ All About Abby

Abby turned 21 months last week!  Here are 21 facts about our sweet girl. 

1. She LOVES babies and playing with her dollies.
2. Minnie Mouse is her favorite.
3.  Her favorite songs are "Itsy Bitsy Spider" and "Wheels on the Bus".  She especially loves to act out the baby crying part.
4.  She is a great eater and will eat almost anything.  She especially LOVES yogurt.
5.  And although she loves to eat, she drinks next to nothing, and that stresses me out.
6.  She is super tall and fairly lean.  Her 24 month and 2t pants are quickly becoming capris.
7.  Riding in the car is not her favorite pastime.
8.  Abby easily makes friends.
9.  Babycakes is her favorite story.  We read it almost daily at bedtime.
10.  She excels at Gymboree class.
11.  Nothing makes Abby move so fast as the word bath.  Mention it, and she will scramble to the bathroom.
12.  Her favorite color is purple.
13.  Occasionally she will let me put a clip in her hair.  Sigh.
14.  She enjoys playing dress up with Ella.
15.  She sleeps from 6pm -7 am.
16.  Abby beat Ryan is bowling last week.  Seriously.
17.  Unlike her parents, Abby can dance.
18.  Like her mother, Abby likes sweets.
19.  She still wears size 5 diapers.
20. Abby loves to help~ clean, bake, unload the dishwasher, sweep.
21. She is starting to talk up a storm.

Abby's Snow Fun

Due to our high elevation we have received a sprinkling of snow here and there.  Of course the girls have loved every minute of the white fluff.  We all have, but I am craving some accumulation. I'd love to take the girls sledding or spend a few hours in the snow just to retreat inside and drink hot chocolate.  Our snow usually lasts a few hours and never amounts to much.  

 Not too long ago Abby and I were able to enjoy a walk around the block while Ella was in school.  Abby LOVED it and would have kept going if she had her way.  She was very observant and paid attention to all the details.  She watched her feet make footprints, pointed to it, and watched it melt.  

I was thrilled we were actually able to put this fleece suit to use because i just adore it.  Below is a picture of Ella wearing it in 2010.  Do they look alike or what?!  Sisters for sure!

Everybody Helps

If you hang around me for a few hours I can guarantee you would hear me say "In this family everybody helps" and "Help me understand why you..." several times a day.  I have even been known to even use these sentence stems on Ryan, but, let me tell you, it's not as successful as with the girls.

Apparently Ella has been listening because she often repeats these phrases to Abby and she does like to help.  She chooses Ryan's shirt in the morning, selects Abby's clothes, puts her own clothes in the hamper, picks up her room after rest, helps bathe Abby, and sometimes brings her dishes to the sink.  However, her favorite helping task is cleaning windows.  She has her own "spray" and uses her Kitchen Helper to reach the windows.  She takes this job very, very, very seriously.

So proud

Momma's big helper

Ella's Window Wash reads her bottler 

Now only if she did bathrooms!

Yes, 3 Year Olds are Strange Creatures

This was passed on from a friend, and if you have kids, I am positive you will laugh.

http://jasongood.net/365/2012/12/46-reasons-why-my-three-year-old-might-be-freaking-out/

Christmas 2012

We hosted Christmas Eve this year.  But, before the festivities began, we headed off to church.  Through all the chaos I completely forgot to take a sister shot in front of the tree.  Dumb, dumb, dumb.  I did, however, manage to get a quick mommy and Abby photo before we headed out the door.  

Ella's fabulous "party shoes."   She has been dying to wear them all Fall.  

After church our guests arrived and the fun began.  Rumor had it that Santa would be arriving shortly after 7:30.  Here we are patiently waiting and waiting and waiting.  

More waiting and inspecting the presents under the tree. 

Ella has a visitor at the door.  Her look is of pure joy.  Poor Abby was deep asleep; and besides, she isn't quite a fan of the big man yet. 

Santa Claus and my awesome wreath

Still in shock and pure wonder.  

Santa brought over some goodies for the family.  Ella got a lobster lollipop and puzzles, mommy got a cake pop, and daddy got some books.  Santa was very funny and had an unusual accent. 

Presents!

Christmas morning came bright and early even though Ella slept till about 7.  

We started in the TV room opening our stockings.  Ella was more than thrilled with her Tiana ornament, princess underwear, and Daisy Duck stuffed animal. Abby was thrilled with her bubbles. 

Abby's molars were bothering her so she was slow to wake up and needed some extra TLC.  But doesn't she look darling in her nightgown? 

All girls need a pirate's ship!

Abby's favorite~ dolls!  She is a nurturer. 

The aftermath.  Oh my. 

Then we went to grandma and pa's to exchange more presents. 

Ella was fancy in her new headband and new dress.  

And Abby was sweet as can be. 

A dolly for Abby 

And a family photo!

Let It Snow!

Yesterday we were teased with a few snowflakes.  Mother Nature flirted with the idea and Abby was intrigued.  Truly it would snow for a moment and then rain for a moment, snow quickly, and then rain.

Abby watching the snow at a friend's house.

Last night's forecast called for snow.  However, I have learned that snow in Oregon rarely happens and when it does, although never much, it can still shut down the city.  Luckily, we live at a high elevation and received a touch more than a dusting, just enough to build a snowman.    So, by 6:45 we were outside whooping it up while still wearing our pajamas.  For a moment I hesitated, thinking I'd rather have my morning coffee and wake up slowly.  But after the tragedy in Newtown, I thought better;  6:45 was the perfect time to play in the snow!

Our littlest snowman.  This was before we added almonds for eyes and before Ella ate the carrot.  

Here you can see Ella's Sesame Street pajamas peeking through.  

I look forward to many more early mornings playing in the snow!

Kicking it Old School

Sweet Abby is rocking my vintage denim jumper and turtleneck from Germany, and boy, she looks cute. 

Oh Flock!

For most people Black Friday means shopping for deals at the local mall with other sleep-deprived people.  I did that once and all I bought were dish towels that I later returned, so I don't really understand.  For me, Black Friday officially starts the Christmas season with the purchase of our tree. For those that know me, you know that I am already knee-deep in Christmas planning: presents, cookie exchanges, Christmas cards, and of course, the girls' outfits.  But the tree is the first decoration to go up, the first sign that the Christmas season has begun. Then starts the music.  Oh, the music, the music, the music!

 I love a good tree! Last year we bought this beauty of a Christmas tree.




It will go down as the best (and most expensive) tree, ever.  Seriously.  The New Yorker in me says the tree was not really that expensive since I recall my father paying near $100 every year for a fresh tree years and years (and years) ago  The Oregonian in me says that the tree was an arm and a leg, especially since we probably have 15 tree farms within a 3 mile radius of our house.  Last year we were lured to a Black Friday tree sale for the half off deal (and the complimentary mochas didn't hurt).  We chose a gorgeous tree, the best they had to offer.  I wanted it flocked. Of course I did.  Little did we know that when you have it flocked, you have it delivered.  So, our $45 "bargain" of a tree turned into a $185 beauty.  I swear, it was the nicest tree in all of Oregon.   That story will follow me forever.


This year I came to my senses.  I vowed to not flock the tree.  As usual, we chose the best tree in the lot.  It is gorgeous and tall and green.  And it was a steal at $35.

And although I love my tree, I have a hunch that we have not had our last flocked tree.   

Notice all the ornaments toward the top.  That was strategic and due in part that all of the ornaments on the bottom of the tree have been broken. 

Vomit, Poop, and Laundry

A few things you might not know about me:

a.  I need my house to be picked up.  Clean, not so much, but I can't relax until everything is in its place.  I'm neurotic, I know.
b.  I prefer a solid 8.5 to 9.5 hours of sleep. However, I usually stay up too late because it is the only time I have to relax.  Inevitably I curse myself the whole next day, but I still continue to stay up too late. Its a vicious cycle.
c. A daily shower is a top priority for me.
d. The gym is my respite and 6 days a week you can find me there at 3 pm.

The past three nights have a been a blur of vomit, poop, and laundry.  Seriously.  On Wednesday night poor Abby started showing the effects of a stomach bug.  I am no doctor, but since she threw up all over her sheets three times that night, I am pretty confident with my diagnosis.  Believe it or not, that night I changed her sheets four times (three times for vomit, once due to a detached diaper).    My mother in law was impressed I even owned four sets of sheets for the crib.  Let this be a lesson, you can never have too many sheet sets.

That night Abby was needy, there was a constant mess to clean up, and I ran the washing machine twice during the night.  Ryan was great at helping, but even so, sleep was at a premium.

 On Thursday Abby and I hunkered down.  Ella went to school and swim lessons.  Ryan flew around the country. Abby's vomiting continued at night and then the diarrhea came. And came. In fact, it came right out of her diaper. Every. Single. Time.

Even when sick, nothing makes Abby happier than a bath. 

I believe this was bath number one.  

Blow out.  Gross.  Notice there are no sheets on the crib.  That saved me sheets from washing.  Mind you, she was in the crib for about 5 minutes when I bringing laundry upstairs.  Lovely surprise.  It was all over a book and a singing doll.  Both ended up in the trash. 

By Friday Abby was on the mend.  Her vomiting had all but stopped.  She did have messy diapers, but the light was at the end of the tunnel.  I dreamed of going to the gym Saturday afternoon or at least heading out of the house.  That is, until Ella woke up and "spilled up" all over the bathroom floor. 

So today the washing continued: her comforter, the sleeping bag, her two sets of sheets (yup, just two), her four pairs of pajamas she wore last night, and the contaminated throw pillow.  

Needless to say, my house has been in a state of constant disarray.  I have not logged a solid 8.5 hours of sleep these last three nights.  I have yet to shower today (but I will after the Ducks game, I promise). And at three o'clock today we were in the car on a drive, not at the gym.  And all of that is okay.