Monthly Archives: April 2009

Miranda’s February journal came home today. Some to remember:

February 6 is “Pay-a-Compliment Day.” Whom would you like to give a compliment to and why?

I would give a complament to my dad because he is in my family. I like how he drums. I like his clothes. I like his style. I like to use his gel.

At the end of the month: If I could make my own LOL Cats and post it on LOLcats.com

It would say kitty sanwitch. It would show two kitties pilled on top of each other like a sanwitch. It would be halarios. I would make people LOL. It would make me very happy. It would take the gold.

Or

Things I am thinking about rather than going to sleep:

1 – How we don’t use up nearly any of our mobile phone minutes. Our rollover minutes are the least sueful feature we have. We regularly delete hundreds of rollover minutes from a year ago. I feel like I should let some over-talking teen borrow my phone for a weekend. And because it feels ridiculous to pay for so many minutes we don’t use, I won’t add unlimited texting. Or internet. My dream of the internet in the car is deferred again.

2- That Cat Stevens song that starts “It’s not time to make a change. Relax and take it easy. You’re still young. That’s your fault. There’s so much you have to…” Hmmm, I sort of hum a bridge there. Or make up words. This song has been my earworm for weeks. As far as earworms, it beats Who Let the dogs out or that Pink song about fighting. I wonder if my subconscious is telling me to just ride out this spring.

3 -  Too late! I had my hair cut. And I like it. I have been encouraging it to curl rather than straightening. I have no idea if this is a haircut that will grow out well. Not that I want to grow it out, but I am not the best at remembering to go to the salon every 5 weeks.

4 – Bella is trying so hard to crawl. Or scoot. Or slide on her belly. She also thinks she should eat 6 times a day. And preferably people food, not baby food. Not that she doesn’t east baby food 3-4 times a day., But whatever you have in your hand would taste awesome.

5 -I love TV. 30 Rock is so much funnier than I thought last season. And My Name is Earl has hit a stride. And we have been watching the Star Wars the Clone Wars series (Henry thinks that is Star Wars’ full name).  I am not a Star Wars junkie, but I am already worrying about the end of this series and how they will kill Ahsoka off. They have to. She’s a Jedi. It seems like a non-ending to just leave her death unmentioned as part of the III Jedi death throes. I really don’t do well with suspense.

6 – Wisconsin Dells!  We’re going to Wisconsin Dells.

I love small town America. Two local grocery stores and Home Depot hosted Easter egg hunts this weekend. The candy was overflowing. The indulgent smiles from the staff was heartening. The crowds were manageable. A merry time was had by all.

Today, the priest sprinkled us with the soaker vigorously. So wildly, that Bella was woken up with a wet splash. She started crying. The person behind us offered me a tissue. It distracted from Henry’s low request – when will church be over? He was quiet, most of the time.

This is the card Miranda made for A & W

And the inside.

We saw the big bunny at the mall.

We saw Ms. Bunny at the grocery store.

No bunny at Home Depot, but plenty of eggs.

Bella looked on the high shelves for us.

Decorating the eggs.

With the current pirate infestation, is it in poor taste to call this the booty?

Mom and Miranda and Arabella

Mom and Henry

We only have 1 hard boiled egg still unfound.

Happy Easter to you and to all a good night!

The weather forecaster keeps dangling snow in front of us. This does not make me happy. I wonder if it makes the rating happy. Scandalous headline: News media delighted by extreme weather.

In other new, Arabella is sitting up so well, she is considering leaning over and trying to move her body. She has had no interest in crawling, tummy time, rolling over in a continuous motion or locomoting. And yet, today, she tried to crawl across the boppy. She has faced dived into the carpet several times. She only got mad when she scraped her face, not as soon as she was in the prone (supine?) position.

I expect much trouble when she can move. She’ll scoff at our pitiful childproofing. And she’ll find every last one of Henry’s lost ninja army from the grocery store vending machine.

We are on the mend healthwise. But if the weather continues to offer snow and not healthy sunshine, we may get another house-bound illness. And I wouldn’t want that.