My Girls

Here are my girls today while they (briefly) watched some TV together. This lasted less than a minute. Still adorable..

A Game

Which pair of shorts below is size 4T? What one is size 24 months? Can you figure it out? I can't.*



* The one on the left (purple) is size 4T. The left set is size 24 month. The shorts are made from the same material and are the same brand FYI.

The Toe

Ouch! On Sunday, Gemma was playing in the kitchen pantry while I was cleaning up after breakfast. It was one of those days where the list of things that needed to be done was a mile long. We had a lot of work to do to catch up after the Race on Saturday and also to prepare for the coming week - I return to work on Tuesday.

I was wiping the table when I heard the thunk of the can. This isn't an uncommon noise, but I still held my breathe for a moment while I waited. Either there would be silence because she was fine or crying from the hurt/surprise. It was crying this time. Lot of crying. When I went to pick her up, there was bleeding. Lots of bleeding and I couldn't see what had happened.


I got John back inside (he was out changing the oil in the car) and we assessed the situation and then made a call to our favorite Grandma hotline. She always knows what to do. Ultimately, we agreed on the wait and see camp.

Her big toe is badly bruised and swollen. There is a cut that reaches from the tip of the toe all the way back past the knuckle. The line extends through the toenail. I can't see how she won't lose her toenail.

However, after the initial crying drama, our tough kiddo is just as fine as can be. She is running, climbing, jumping and crawling as fast as she can. And she is acting just fine and normal.

Daddy's Shoes

Shoes are SO fun to wear! Even when Gemma is running at top speed. Even when they are huge. I'm finding shoe all over the place in crazy places. The bathtub, her room, on the steps. Everywhere but where they are supposed to be.

It is very cute, but makes getting out of the house just a little more difficult...

Racing

For the rivers. We do it every year. I think we're crazy. Probably it is just me with the crazy.

The non for profit I work with (less and less these days) has their big fund raiser in August. We have run the children's activity booth for the last 5 summers. It's a fun day, but super exhausting as well. We were at the park at 9:30 this morning and finally packed it all up at 5pm. A long day in the sun.

William was my helper this year. He stayed ALL day without complaint. Not one. None at all. What a great guy. He played and helped and ate a sno cone and played some more.

The picture is one of the activities we run. William is showing our high school helpers how the activity works. He then continued to show them for the next 2 hours.

Kindergarten work

I'm organizing papers and ....well trying to get organized. I ran across these two papers and they made me laugh. Both of these papers are from the end of April/beg. of May last school year. They read as follows:

On Fridays I get chokolit melk in my lunch. It is the last day of the skool week ten I get to stay home for Saturday and Sunday.


If I went scuba diving, I would play with the dolfin and ried on them. I would tak a pishr of a sqid. I would take a riad on a wale.

Unintended uses

I went to change Gemma's diaper last week and she had the top to the plastic shape sorter in her hands. She hasn't been very tolerant lately about holding still and allowing a diaper change to occur. C'mon. She has messes to make and trouble to get into.

As I set her down, she stuck both of her hands through a shape hole in the sorter. And they got stuck. My daughter had handcuffed herself with a lid to a child's toy. She was NOT happy about being restricted and quickly wiggled herself free. But, the hands being held still did make the diapering portion easier.....