Any of your girls like this?

(Thanks Grace and Caroline for introducing this gem to us!)

Roxie is obsessed. It's all she talks about. We took her to the video store to pick out something for a special movie night and she just had to have this. She said, "It's the most beautiful, sparkly, princess movie in the whole world!" We got it a day or two ago and she has watched it multiple times. She's all girl. It's funny because I am not into girly things, I think I grew out of it quite early as a kid. I've never pushed her toward pink things, I've actually tried to veer her away from them but she is so attracted to them and it's impossible to talk her out of anything that is sparkly. It's her Achilles heel. If she's choosing between two different hats, lets say, she will always pick a sparkly one. I have come to the conclusion that it's inborn in some girls. They love pink, they want to be princesses when they grow up and they love, love, LOVE sparkles. No matter how hard I try and persuade her otherwise, she is absolutely, positively a girly girl. Maybe she'll outgrow it...

Happy (late) Father's Day

For Father's Day we turned these:
into this:
and then made this:
It was delicious. Happy Father's Day to all the Dads in my life. I love you all.

This boy...

has slept through the night for the last TWO nights!! I had no idea a full nights sleep could feel so good. Is it just me or do babies seem just a teensy bit cuter when you haven't seen them all night? Mine sure did this morning when I woke up to him singing in his crib. I'm in love with this boy.

More

Sometimes I wish I could be more. Do more. I will sometimes browse the blog world and come across all these amazing people. They are mothers and creators. They sew and make interesting projects. They cook magical meals and delicious deserts. They do all this and raise children. How is it all possible? How do they do it? How do they find energy and time? I want to be one of these people. I want to make my own jam, I want to sew Roxie a cute little dress, I want to make a quilt for Peter. I want to write personalized notes to my kids that they will cherish when they are older. I want to... I want to do it all. I just don't know how.

I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself because I'm not doing all these things that I envisioned doing. I had all these dreams and ideas when I was a teenager of what life with kids would be and it's just not so right now. I bought strawberry jam at the store the other day and realized that as a kid I never had store bought, always homemade. I want the same for my kids. What's stopping me? For one thing, I'm tired. I can barely make dinner. How do these ladies do it?

So do you, dear reader, feel the same? What projects do you have in mind? How do you get them all done? Sigh. I'm newly motivated to try. And keeping trying.

Our week in pictures

The last few weeks have been uneventful and I'm loving how simple things are. A few things that are going on...
Roxie loves to have "sleepovers" with Peter in his crib. I think she just thinks it's cool to get in the crib and pretend to be a baby. I love it because Peter is so enamoured with her. He will kick and go nuts when she gets near him. He can't take his eyes off her whenever she is around. She kind of likes him too.
Roxie, pretending to be asleep. I think we've got an actress on our hands here. I really believed her performance.
He's discovered his fingers, much to my delight. It's so much easier than that dang pacifier. I've tried putting his thumb in his mouth but he will have none of it. He prefers this two fingers. Oh and the reason his hair is all greasy? I was trying to get rid of his cradle cap by putting baby oil on his hair before his bath. It didn't work super well. Any other suggestions?
Post bath with a normal, handsome comb over. Fingers still in mouth.
And lastly, Peter's eating big boy food now. These pictures are a little blurry on account of all the moving going on over on Peter's end of things. He seemed VERY interested in food recently so we gave it shot. For those with kids, you know what a mess it is feeding a baby rice cereal for the first time. Let me just say this, the bib was not nessesary. He made sure it all got in his mouth and not a grain was wasted. The boy likes to eat, even if his little limbs do not show it.
This one is really blurry but look at how cute his little open mouth is! I love how eager he is and how excited he gets when he sees that spoon.
Roxie is really fulfilling her older sister duties here. I'm training her to feed him completely on her own so that I can fulfill my duties of laying down and eating something delicious.

Hope the week was as simple and nice for you!

A thought

Remember how I said we had bought a house in Alpine? Well we lost that house and in the meantime made another offer on a great house and well... we lost that one too. I thought this was a buyers market. Back to square one!

Colic

The thing about Colic is when your right in the middle of it, you think it will never end. It's like in the cartoons when you have a perpetual rain cloud over you. You can't see clearly and you can't ever imagine there being a silver lining anywhere. But then...
the rain cloud starts to vanish and one day (around 3 weeks ago for us) things suddenly start to get better. You realize that there has been laughter from everyone today. You realize that things did get better, like everyone told you they would. You think, maybe we will get through this. You're all happy and you think, we did it! Hooray for those 4 months came and went.