No Filters

Oh how I love hanging out with Sophie these days. She has been cracking us up so much with her commentary and observations. She basically tells it like it is, whether anyone likes it or not. She's a little too young to understand the concept of tact, but I swear, if she keeps picking on me I might just pick back (j/k). Every morning, Sophie is typically in our bedroom and lies on the bed while I finish getting ready for work. Lately, she's been joining me in the bathroom while I put on my make-up. Now anyone that knows me well, knows that I'm not a huge fan of make-up but put it on to try my best to look semi-professional when I go to work. So, I'm definitely a minimalist in this department. I'm putting on make-up and Sophie gives me this disapproving scowl and says, "Mommy, that's too much make-up. That's just too much. No more, okay Mommy?" I mean, maybe my skin is being a little defiant this winter and maybe, just maybe, I need a tad more foundation as of late. But really, is it necessary to point out the obvious? How is it possible that a little 3-year-old is making me paranoid?

Daddy's Little Girl

Back in the day, family members knew that bucket-wearing was considered a normal day in the life of Tim. Now I know she adores her Daddy, but wearing a bucket on her head to show how much she loves him is taking it a bit too far.

The camera is her friend.

Happy Easter!

I sincerely wish I had pictures to post of Sophie and Noah in their Easter outfits, but being the good mother I am, I forgot. We had a whirlwind of a weekend in Reno this weekend. It was so fast, it doesn't even feel like we went! We got there Saturday morning and returned Sunday evening and our plans were jam-packed the entire time. At Sunday service, Noah almost made it the entire time, which was a great accomplishment on his part. My poor little Noah just does not like to sit still for too long, but to give him credit, had it been a regular service on Sunday, he most likely would have made it through without Tim having to make a quick exit! Everyone around him thought it was cute that he would literally yell out only when it was quiet enough, but Tim and I were sweating bullets the entire time (as usual). Noah tried his usual tactics....sweeping the floor with his body, pulling the hair of the people in front of him, trying to distract the people behind us by enticing them in a game of peek-a-boo, pulling on Sophie, and on and on. Finally, Tim took him out for a quick break before rejoining the rest of the family.

The trip home was eventful as always, hitting traffic in Sacramento and Noah whining and half-crying the ENTIRE way home. Again, more proof that Noah just cannot stand sitting too long. We had DVDs, toys, unlimited snacks, etc., and the little guy still was not a happy camper! Thankfully, we made it home safely (no snowstorms!! whew!) and the kids are tucked into bed!

Noah thought it would be really funny to use this as a mask and bump into things all over the house. At least his head was somewhat protected?

Memories

This weekend the Buckeyes were in the area, so we decided to catch some softball and cheer them on. Unfortunately, the game we watched against Cal was one of the two they lost that weekend. It was still nice to see them play, but I hesitated on whether or not to approach Coach after the first game. They played horrible and truly should have won and after the game, she called them in close and let them have it. I was close enough to recall very vividly those not-so-fun talks!! After my stomach settled from realizing I no longer play and she is not yelling at me, I was able to chat with her for a bit and she was finally able to meet Sophie and Noah. It was so nice seeing her and watching the team play. It really took me back to some great memories. Unfortunately, Tim and I probably watched a total 1 1/2 innings of the entire game because much of our time was spent chasing Sophie and Noah around!!!

Pass the Face Mask

I thought I had developed a stomach for dealing with vomit. To have such a thought was apparently insane on my part....I have quickly realized my tolerance for throw-up is limited to children under the age of 2. After that, it transforms into something much more sickening, disgusting, and outright foul. Sophie has some sort of bug and ended up throwing up her dinner. Why this can't happen within a 2 foot radius of a sink / trash can / toilet is beyond my understanding. Anyway, she's in bed and I am just settling in to my first recorded event on TV for the night (Gauntlet III for those I gossip with regularly about reality shows). Before I can even press pause on the player, Sophie has thrown up on her comforter. She continues to finish her business in a trash can until I can get her to calm down. I proceed to seek the assistance from Tim and ask him to take the comforter to the washing machine and start it. (Skip the next sentence if you have a weak stomach.) Tim proceeds to carry the comforter out, leaving a perfect trail of you-know-what on the carpet.

I dry-heaved the whole way through this process of cleaning up, applying new sheets, changing and washing her, etc. I can't do it anymore. Her puke is no longer cute....not that it ever was, but it's certainly risen to a new level, and it's one I can no longer stomach!!!

The Non-Whiny Moments

Most of the time, my little guy is the cutest and most perfect little angel. Here he is with his favorite blankie. He is showing some interest in Blue's Clues these days, so there's a good chance he was watching it here!

Sunday

Need I say more?

Grammy came to visit and we had a great time. We went out, shopped, bought some summer clothes, enjoyed the beautiful sunny weather while laughing at all the snow Ohio was getting. The days seemed to fly by...that is, until Sunday came along. Unfortunately, the kids were grumpy monkeys on Sunday and pretty much whined the whole day. Sophie seemed to have her best whiny voice on all day long while Noah seemed to have this intermittent cry, consistent and annoying. Thanks goodness I'm good at ignoring, otherwise it would have been an incredibly long day! All in all, we made the most of the little time we had and enjoyed a great visit with Grammy!

Good Day....

....totally kidding. After Noah spilled all over me this morning, followed by my spilling coffee everywhere, I hoped my bad morning would stop there. But no, I get to work and back my car into a pole (my car's ok, thank goodness!). Cue to a few hours later.....the busy day caused me to have lunch a little later. I was so excited to eat, I could barely stand the 5 minute wait time in the microwave. I'm just about to get up from my desk and pick up my lunch only to find out a colleague moved my lunch and accidentally dropped it on the floor. To sum up, I had no money to buy a pitiful lunch from the cafeteria.....woe is me.

Needless to say, TGIF!!!

Weekend Fun

Mama and Papa came to visit and we celebrated Mama's birthday (Happy Birthday Mom!!). Some family came over to help celebrate and Sophie became particularly attached to her cousin Melanie. Sophie was in absolute awe of her and was very excited to show her all her princesses and toys!
Noah instantly gravitated to Melanie as well. I basically let her know she will be babysitting for us in the very near future!!!