Daddy snuggles
Monday, September 6th, 2010I love how he loves her.
I love how he loves her.
We’ve got about 15 pounds of watermelon in the basement right now; what to do with it all?
The watermelon on its own is great, but Sofía loves to crunch on the seeds and I’m not sure how good that is for her. Alternative: watermelon popsicles! The days are long and hot and just perfect for [...]
I went out and girled it up the other day with a good friend of mine. The next day I thought it was pretty funny that I was barefoot in the kitchen wearing an apron that matched my pedicure, and decided to take a picture.
Sofía noticed right away.
“Mommy, can Sofía has pretty toeses too?”
Of [...]
On a trip to the Children’s Museum earlier today.
She quickly tired of the sparkly tutu and went instead for the caveman dreds, bat wings, and upside-down wand.
Warning: Lecture.
This is a great part of the reason why I feel so strongly about raising my own animals for meat, eggs, and honey.
Ignorance. The hand-washing syndrome of paying someone else to do your dirty work for you, allowing you to take the lives of the animals that sustain you completely for granted. I believe [...]
Yesterday as we were driving to the fair, we topped a hill and the forest stretched in all directions. Sofía stretched her arm out and said “Oh, Mommy! Oh, Daddy! It’s ocean trees!”
Could she really be poetical this young?
She was most excited by the Ferris Wheel, and had been talking about it for days.
After corn dogs, sweet tea, and funnel cakes was the “Cow Palace.” I found the only two Jerseys polled Shorthorns.
While Grandma Kathy was here, we noticed that Sofía’s Christmas & Easter play-dohs were finally becoming too stiff to be useable. It didn’t even stick to itself any more. Rather than playing with it herself, for a long time when “we” played with it she would just ask me to make stuff for her – [...]
This morning I woke up and went in to see Sofía in her room. She was down from her crib because she’d already had breakfast with grandma Kathy, and guess what that child said to me?
“No, Mommy, No! No going in my room!” And then she stood there and swung the door shut in my [...]