Monday, May 31, 2010
...a kid leather jacket. Kid not in the "baby calf" kind of meaning but the "size 7/8 youth" kind of meaning. Here she is with her Poppy, super happy about her new leather jacket.
As for me, dear readers, I ate roughly my own WEIGHT in food at the picnic. Chicken shishkabobs. Potato salad. Watermelon. Chips. Appetizers. I feel like my stomach is its own nation. Luckily, tomorrow morning I am scheduled to bike all the way to downtown Minneapolis...YIKES!
Saturday, May 29, 2010
For example, Rose #1 was invited to see Mulan, Jr. at the Children's Theater. She was a bit reticent to go but she ended up loving it. Here she is under the sculpture sun in the MIA/CTC atrium:
This morning we went to our friendly local hardware store and got supplies for the garden for the summer. Each Rose got a trowel (Rose #1 keeps calling them trellises, for some reason). Below see Rose #1 and Rose #2 posing with said trowels and with Rose #3, who was dressed up to go to her first ever friend birthday party!
And a non-smiling Rose #3 posed solo before the party. Her hair is finally long enough to be held back with barrettes - YAY - and we found her Barbie (or are they Dora? Or Princess) sunglasses.
She carried her very fashionable pink sparkly purse to the party (and promptly forgot it there, engendering a need for the entire family to return on foot after dinner) which holds her 3 - count them, folks, 3 - lip glosses. Raspberry, strawberry, and Skittles (GAG).
As for me, loyal readers, I dug in the garden, mowed the lawn, did some shopping, went to the compost site where I was yelled at by the compost site worker (thanks a lot, dude), and snuck to Dairy Queen with Rose #2 where, virtuously, I only got a Diet Coke. And a few bites of Rose #2's M&M Blizzard.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
And here is Maddie with her mama:
Sunday, May 23, 2010
And Rose #1, who looks just like her daddy, and who refused to eat at the restaurant (even though we asked repeatedly about nuts). Sigh. She also looks sort of like the lion, no?
She tipped me an expert look and said, "Remember, GUPPY had lip gloss and she always gave me some."
Friday, May 21, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Today we celebrated her eighth birthday, with a surprise in the backyard...under a tarp...what could it be?
Yes, that's right, a new (to us!) bike! Rose #1 loves her bike. She is a SERIOUS tomboy, and turned her nose up at the purple bike she got a few birthdays ago. (Purple is too girly of a color, you see. I tried to explain that it is the color of kings and royalty, but THAT explanation FLEW for about thirteen seconds.) In the interim she has been making do with other people's bikes and her scooter. Now, gloriously, she has her own! And it says Rip Claw on the side (why would you want to rip or claw anything while biking, but still)! And it is silver and black, which are both acceptable colors!
Eight is an inbetween age. You are still a little kid in lots of ways, but your concerns are turning outward to friends, and to thoughts about the wider world. Of course, I want Rose #1 to stay as my little baby, and she wants to grow up as fast as possible.
Happy Birthday Little Bean. I love you SO MUCH.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I am having photo problems today, but if you squint really hard you will see Poppy, two of the Roses, and my niece Beatrice, planting flowers in a container using dirt from the wheelbarrow. The worms were a highlight.