Magic Beans

One bag of pinto beans.
90 minutes of fun.
30 minutes of clean-up.
Was it worth it, you say?
I'm still deciding.
I'll let you know when I get all the beans out of the carpet.

Consider Yourself Warned

Just in case you ever wondered what it looks like when a baby has a love affair with an avocado.

It's not pretty. But it is cute.

Well Hello Again, Zoo...

On Saturday we decided to take advantage of our semi-fallish weather and hit the zoo. (By semi-fallish, I mean less than 105 degrees.) It was pretty toasty by the time we arrived at 12:30, but not miserable, and we ended up having a lot of fun. (Certainly this was in large part because of the exorbitantly-priced kettle corn that we happily consumed.) I don't think we've been to the zoo since Alexa was born so it was a happy reunion for all, especially the elephants...apparently they really missed us.

Fun Aunt Laura was here for the weekend and came along to play.

Lexa wanted to give a little shout out to all her peeps.

Perhaps not the greatest day to be caught in a fake spiderweb.

Laura bought the girls Koala bears after a

conversation that went like this:

Julia: Can we buy some koala bears today?

Daddy: Hmm, maybe next time when Grandma & Grandpa are here.

Julia: But...Laura's here!

Because roaring like a lion while holding on to a newly

acquired koala bear is every girls' fantasy.

Not everyone is a fan of the fake baby elephant, though.

What an end to a swell (but not sweltering) day!

Covering all the Bases

Lately, Miss J has a two-part excuse when she fails to do something that I've asked her to do.

Mommy: "Julia, did you pick up that [insert object here] that I asked you to get?"

Julia: "Oh, I didn't hear you. And I forgot."

So which one is it? We will probably never know. But at least the girl knows how to cover her bases.

On a Roll

It is 11:15 am. I am dressed. My face is washed. I have vacuumed, swept, and mopped. I have nursed, wiped counters, played Legos, and washed 3 loads of laundry. I have run the dishwasher, stripped sheets, and picked up toys.

Now, if I could just find a second to brush my teeth, I think I’d be doing pretty darn good.

P.S. No, my kids aren’t dressed. Yes, my vacuum, broom and mop are still out. No, the beds are not made. And yes, there is enough clean laundry lying around for a 3-year-old to hide in.

After all, I’m just a stay-at-home mom…not a miracle worker.