Listening ears

"Paige, please look at me" I say as I have her head between my hands and am drying her off after her bath. We are almost nose to nose.
She quiets and looks at me with big blue eyes as I continue.
"You need to turn your listening ears on; you aren't listening very well tonight."
Big blue eyes just process that for a minute and reply very seriously, "They need new batteries."
As I attempt to not crack a smile and wonder where that came from I just sort of made a note that I have to remember it. Oh what wonderful things children say.

Butterfly wings

Today was a busy day with Easter and Paige's birthday party. Her birthday is on the 5th but we took advantage of everyone being at our house and used birthday cake as our desert. Gramma had a Cinderella cake made that Paige loved, and I have a candle blowing out expert at this age. It takes until they are 4 to get the hang of it apparently.

After we had some cake, except for the birthday girl who ate a few bites and then declared it present time, she opened gifts. Dad was the person of choice to sit with this year and they did a great job of tearing open presents. For the record, this is what my husband looks like without a hat!

The big box from Mom and Dad was saved for last. She'd been eyeing it and I think was pretty pleased with the result. My camera speed is a little off, as a few pictures are blurry but I caught this smile and it pretty much sums up how she felt about her present.

The butterfly wings were a hit and she immediately put them on and had to model. She tore off into the living room and came back a few seconds later with this look of disappointment. "Mom, they don't work! I can't fly!" Backstory on this, for about a month, when I asked her what she wanted for her birthday, she said butterfly wings so she could learn how to fly. Dead serious. Thanks to Etsy.com they arrived on Friday and are super cute. Mom never thought about the not being able to fly part.

Thanks to Papa Rick we got the flying thing down enough to not be disappointed and to run with our wings. He explained it would take a little while to learn to fly and each time she jumped it'd get a little bit higher. So the jumping from the couch began and there are certain moments when you just can scold for something like that. It was just too cute.

First sign of spring. . .its not a robin!

In our household I do get excited to see the first robin, and I loved the dozens in the yard yesterday. However, the big event happened that really signifies spring in our household has occurred for the year--Cowboy mucked off his beard. That might sound like such a sad statement, but he grows a beard every fall to help keep his face warm since he's outside. He keeps it short and trimmed, thank goodness--so he doesn't look too much like a moutain man. There is a moment each spring when it just hits him and boom, I have my 'normal' looking hubby back. He still has a goatee, which is fine. I asked him about the last time he was clean shaven and he remembered a Halloween in college. I told him I probably wouldn't recognize him if he was clean shaven and in a baseball hat--that long lost boy in high school! He sort of smirked. I hope there isn't a prank coming. . .

Otherwise, its going to be a lovely day and Paige and I will be hunting Easter eggs at the city wide hunt in a few hours. Here is hoping we win a bike this year! We hope you have a lovely spring day and enjoy your signs of spring :)

April Fools!

Were you pranked today? I was, at work none the less--by my boss and his boss doing a tag team. So not even funny. I can't get into too much detail other than they had me thinking a check for more than several hundred thousand dollars was being returned. Not funny if you don't work at a bank, but soooo not funny today. I told my boss today the war has begun. He messed with the pregnant girl and has no idea how nasty we can get. (Insert evil laugh here!) The war is on and his office will have something horrible done to it. I am trying to decide what to do and am tempted to contact our tech department to enlist their help. Evil geeky genius may be necessary!

Easter Prep

Paige and I went to my parent's on Saturday to enjoy the nice weather and dye some Easter eggs. Miss Paige is finally big enough to do a lot of it unassisted; especially with her handy egg grabber.

We also made a new bunny to replace the one that was 'retired' last year. He was 27 years old and had seen better days. He's been spruced up a few times; but needed to go. So we made this new fellow out of a milk carton, a bit too large styrofoam ball and a gazillion cotton balls. He needs some minor ear adjustments but looks good.

Gramma also has an 'Easter tree' that gets decorated with the little bunnies, birds, etc. Everyone should have one--why limit yourself to one tree to decorate at Christmas?

16 weeks

I had a doctor appt today and all is well with version 2.0. That's the name I chose today; since its baby #2 and I am sure it will another clone of Cowboy--regardless of its a boy or girl. Speaking of names, Cowboy just asked me about a name. That's good--however I was questioning the spelling since it could be a boy or a girl. He goes and grabs the Maxim magazine and shows me the girl whose name it is. Nice. For the record, Peyton is not an option.

But the appt went well and the heartbeat was 150--so girl range. That's pretty much means nothing too me since that's not always accurate. We scheduled my ultrasound for April 21st; so we'll know in less than a month!

Cooperation? Not.

Don't you just see this and know she's thinking "Mom, get the *&% camera out of my face."

I was merely trying to get a picture of her cute dress that she was super excited about. She even said I could take the picture, then 2 seconds later, that thought was over before I could even get the lens cover off.