While struggling to pull up underpants or shorts that might be a smidge too small, Mallory will complain that they are “too heavy” to pull up by herself, and asks for help.
Year: 2010
It had to be done
Much to everyone’s chagrin, I had to do something with Carson’s hair.
This is the unruly mess that greeted me every morning. Sure, those curls over his ears are sort of cute, but you can’t see the fuzziness in the back. No amount of detangling spray would keep it looking cleaned up throughout the day. And I already have one kid with out-of-control hair.
So this…
Turned into this…
Carson has had two previous “haircuts” but they were basically just little trims to keep the back of his hair from looking too mullet-ish while I tried to let the rest of it grow. This …
Working it.
MCB, from our bed where she is supposed to be asleep: “Dad? DAD!? Will you cuddle with me?”
RB, to me: “Why does she always ask me?”
STB, to RB: “Because she knows you won’t say no.”
RB, to Mallory: “No!”
MCB, from still in our bed: “But I’ve been a good girl”.
And off he went.
I’d say Mallory has Rick wrapped around her finger.
Lesson Learned
Daycare called me today and asked me to come get Mallory…because she had a bead stuck up her nose. I raced out of work, not sure what to expect. Was she in distress? I know it’s not life threatening, but would I need to take her to the emergency room or her regular doctor? I called her pediatrician’s office and they had to call me back with a 3:15p appointment. Next call was to my sister, who advised me to not let Mallory drink or eat anything “just in case” they had to put her under anesthesia to remove the …
My diving fish
Mallory has been INSANE with her swimming development the past two weekends. Just yesterday she started jumping off the side to me and then swimming about 7’ under water to reach me. I can’t get over how much fear she’s let go of in just two weeks. She bosses my mom around all over the pool, telling her to be the nice shark. Mallory is also diving down to the bottom of the shallow end (as well as her still-covered-in-baby-fat-body will let her sink!).
Mallory told me yesterday that she would jump off the diving board but Rick told me I …
Go Tigers
One thing that’s happened with us living at my dad’s is that I’ve paid more attention the Tigers than I have in a long time. Rick has connections so one random Wednesday – it was supposed to be a gorgeous night – I asked if he could get tickets.
So, we ended up down at the Tigers game and on random luck two of our friends were there (in suites…unplanned right next to each other!). We laugh that had we tried to plan a big Tigers game outing for a Wednesday night, we’d be into 2014 before we found a night …
When Mallory Grows Up
I asked Mallory the other day what she wanted to be when she got bigger.
Her reply was “When I get bigger, I’m going to have a wedding. And wear a dress like the one in the picture that was on the wall by our table in our house (our wedding picture)” She has an insanely weird photographic-like memory for stuff like this – it’s bizarre.
I asked what she wanted to do for her job. She said she wanted to do what I do at my work. Really?
Me: “But don’t you maybe want to be a doctor? Or a ballerina?”
Sweet …
The Polite Police
I’ve totally been meaning to write about this for a while and must do it before she (hopefully) outgrows it.
So – for a long time, Mallory has been telling us “it’s not polite to put our feet on the table” and “it’s not polite to burp” etc. I love that she is so aware about her manners, so it was really cute that she knew the rules.
But it’s gotten out of hand.
Now it’s “it’s NOT POLITE to tell people NO” and “it’s NOT POLITE to tell people to STOP DOING THINGS”.
Can you guess who I’m saying …
Fathers Day – 2010
This year’s Fathers Day picture…
Nice that my daughter is being a turd in this picture. Nice job, Mals.
Here is 2009’s version.
Busy busy busy
Ahhh…the kids are in bed before 7.30p (not without some screaming and crying, and not necessarily just by the little kids).
Hectic busy weekend and we didn’t even leave Ann Arbor (unless you count Dexter and Saline?).
Anyways…I am going to try to get back into the almost everyday journal/blogging mode. I am so far behind since I’ve yet to post about Disney so I keep thinking I need to finish that first – i’m almost done but too much other stuff is going to be forgotten if I don’t post it now.
Friday was the end of year party at Mallory’s school. …