Sunny and 80

That's the forecast for today. I am just rubbing it in for those of you reading this blog from the Frozen North Where it is Currently Snowing. I am going to leave out the part where it's supposed to be rainy and 50 from Thursday through the weekend, just in time for my parents' visit. Sorry mom and dad!!

Daddyless Day

Dear Daddy,

I hope you are having a good time visiting your friends. I was very cute and very annoying today, and threw about 1,000 temper tantrums. I also refused to eat anything except carbohydrates and ice cream. To make up for being so annoying, I let mommy take some cute pictures of me. We had a lot of fun today. We ate ice cream, fed the ducks and fish and turtles, and went to a cul-de-sac party where Mommy drank a marguerita but all she gave me was a lousy cup of juice. I spent the whole time driving backwards around in circles on Mason's Big Wheel, and Ben spent a lot of time getting acquainted with Ted and Todd's rat terrier, Gracie. I think he wants one. Here are some pictures of me being cute at Ben & Jerry's, being cute at the pond, and being cute at Qdoba where Mommy fed us a quesadilla for dinner. There's also a couple pictures of Ben but he was not being very cute. Oh and there's a picture of a turtle too. Ben was feeding it. I was picking pieces of bread up off the ground and eating them, and that's when Mommy decided I must be getting hungry. There's no pictures from the cul-de-sac party because Mommy couldn't drink, watch us, and take pictures at the same time.

Love, Becca.

It's a Good Thing She's Cute

Because lately every thing that comes out of her mouth is "MINE! MINE! MINE! WAAH! WAAH! WAAH!" All day. Every day. Doesn't matter what you've got, she wants it. This morning she threw a fit at Target (her 17th fit of the day) because I wouldn't give her a bottle of laundry detergent.

The Mattress

We have a queen bed in our guest room, which gets a surprising amount of use. Guests, obviously, sleep there (and we have guests at least 4 times a year), and Joel sleeps there when he is on call so his pager (and subsequent phone conversations) don't wake me up in the middle of the night. I spent an entire three months sleeping there, when Rebecca was a baby and was waking up to nurse at night so I could be close to her room (we have a first floor master bedroom for those of you who might not know).

This mattress has been the subject of much controversy. It is a very soft mattress, and sleeping on it is akin to sleeping on a giant marshmallow. Some of our guests have enjoyed this, and some have proclaimed that I am trying to permenantly disable them by making them sleep on a giant marshmallow.

For those of you who liked the mattress, I have bad news for you: The mattress has been replaced by a very firm mattress, akin to sleeping on a slab of concrete. And for those of you for whom sleeping on a giant marshmallow was torture, I have good news for you! You will now be sleeping on a concrete-like slab of a mattress when you come visit me.

I do not want to hear any more complaining from either side! Can't we all just get along?

Rebecca's Buddies

For a while now Rebecca has had two stuffed animals that she prefers over all others. Coincidentally (I thought) both are bunnies. One is a pink blanket with a bunny head that I try to keep in her crib for bedtime and naptime but she ends up dragging it all over the house anyway, and the other is a brown bunny that I don't even remember where we got. She takes that one to day care with her and pretty much never lets it go. She also eats with her bunnies, which can be rather messy.

Since we're coming up on Easter, we've seen a lot of stuffed bunnies out and about, and each time we see one Rebecca reacts fervently. As a result of this (and the fact that I have a hard time saying no to her) we have been accumulating quite a few bunnies lately.

While I have heard her say "Bunny" correctly before, she more often calls them "Buddies." Here's Rebecca relaxing with her latest "buddy":

Snow

The look of horror/fascination on Rebecca's face pretty much sums up my feelings about today:

In Like a Lion

Apparently the saying about Marching coming "in like a lion" is true even in Charlotte sometimes. After raining all weekend, the temperature has dropped and the rain has turned to snow, with 3-6 inches forecast by morning.

Right now it looks like there's about two inches down already, and I am sure that if not another flake falls there still will be no school tomorrow and pretty much just short of mass panic in the streets. You'd think it was radioactive waste falling from the sky by the way people around here react. You may think I am exaggerating, but I assure you I am not.

Anyway, besides the weather incident and the thought of having the kids home with me all day tomorrow while trying to get work done (yeah right), the weekend has been rather pleasant. There was the aforementioned dinner/movie date, and then dinner at the home of one of Ben's school friends last night, and today Joel's parents had Ben for most of the day since they were taking him to see a play downtown. Joel and Rebecca and I dropped Ben off at their house and then met friends for brunch, followed by grocery shopping and a nap.

A good weekend, now finishing off with white radioactive waste falling from the sky...