Mallory was BEYOND EXCITED to run her first race yesterday – she did the Kids Dash in the Conor O’Neill’s “Shamrocks & Shenanigans” race. I think Rick & I spent some time in Conor O’Neill’s back in the day, so it was hysterical to be in there with the kids before the race. Mallory asked where the crayons were and I assumed that my old haunt would *never* have crayons, for God’s sake, it’s a BAR! But, I guess they get kids in there now (probably because it’s non-smoking?) and they did have crayons. Phew.
Anyway, Mallory was running the race …
A biscuit, a basket
Michigan hockey is playing in the CCHA playoffs this weekend and we’ve watched some of the games. Rick was off painting, so after Michigan scored a goal, I told her to go tell daddy that Michigan put the biscuit in the basket.
I’m in the midst of a 30-day challenge with my neighbor and 13 straight days of doing an insane workout – on top of playing hockey the other day – my whole body, and my knees specifically, have been killing me.
After my workout today, I told Mallory (who insists on working out with me every day), “My …
Pure Fashion
Short-sleeve brown shirt, pink satin-y princess vest, purple fleece vest, paired with a tiered fuchsia skirt, footless cream-colored tights, white socks and brown shoes. Pure fashion, I say.
Like sister like brother
Carson can’t NOT do everything his sister does, even when it makes absolutely no sense.
Take this morning, for instance – Mallory had finished her cereal and was drinking the milk from her bowl (c’mon, you know everyone does that).
Carson, not to be outdone, lifted his bowl to his mouth too. But he only had dry cereal in it.
And then there was dry cereal all over the floor.
My mom’s the goalie
I am playing hockey tonight. Of course Mallory said she wants to come watch. Seeing as how the game is almost too late for me (9.15p usually finds me heading upstairs for bed), it was really too late for Mallory.
But Mallory asked me why I always put my water bottle in my mitten for the back of the net.
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Also, any conversation about sports almost always morphs into “who would we root for?”.
Like – “If the Hawkeyes and Ohio were playing, we would want Hawkeyes, right?” and “If Ohio and Michigan State were playing, then we …
23 Months
We are just over three weeks away from my baby boy’s second birthday. My baby is almost TWO! I can’t even begin to talk about how sad it makes me. Every day that he learns something new – like walking down steps and not wanting/needing to hold my hand – means he’s that much father away from being my baby.
So even though it makes me super sad, I still laugh at him a lot. He will sit and read books now – last weekend he was perched in his sister’s pink beanbag, “reading” his Wolverine book.
Last night I recorded us …
You hurt my ears
This morning when I got Carson up, his diaper was totally dry. I thought I’d put him on the potty for a minute and see if he’d go. His teachers have been putting him on the potty at school for a while because he has shown an interest because most of the other kids in his class are working on getting potty trained, but as far as I know, he’s never gone at school.
Anyway, back to this morning. After I asked if he wanted to go, he said “uh, YEAH!” and walked right over to the little potty, sat down …
Profession
Rick emailed me this, with the description that Mallory said it yesterday (I’m assuming he emailed himself so he could remember it):
“If you swallow a candle it will burn your heart. Then you will have to swallow a band-aid to make it better.”
I forwarded it to some people so they could see how funny Mallory is.
My dad wrote back:
“I think you should steer her away from medicine. Sounds like an engineer.”
I think I’m not sure who is funnier, my dad or Mallory.
My adidas
Carson was blessed with his first pair of adidas last week. I asked him if I could take a picture of his new shoes and this is what I got, complete with an “EEEEEEeee” (cheese). Nice, huh?
So apparently he’s too cool to pose properly to show of his new adidas, so I’ll have to share what I could get.
But he quickly dumped his new kicks in favor of his sister’s Fancy Nancy shoes. Sorry for the poor quality – it’s almost as though he knew I would be blackmailing him with these someday and he refused to really let me …
Punta Cana–the end
Here are the last of the pictures from our big vacation. We had a great time – once we got past the leaky ceiling and long day of travel. We spent all day everyday at the pool, except when we were at the snack bar or lunch buffet eating enormous amounts of french fries, pizza or nachos with nasty liquid cheese. My dad & Emily did go scuba-diving one day, and the grown-up boys went deep-sea fishing (Rick also did some deep-sea puking…)
Um, can you say sunburn? My only sunscreen screwup of the week…
Me & my darling sister.
My mom. She …