Monday, May 26, 2008

Diva of the House

Ava and I were playing the other day while Blake napped & I couldn't resist setting up some cute photo opportunities. Here is the princess at her sweetest!


Playing with the tea-set she got from Grammy:

Wrapped up in a feather boa (doesn't every diva have one?):


And, examining her shoe collection closely:
This girl makes us smile so much. Especially her brother.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Baby Squirrel


Who knew squirrels were so intriguing? Blake has always had a love for animals, and it is certainly showing itself again. We have had lots of pretending about squirrels lately, including their sounds and picking "acorns" from "trees." Our trees are just about any surface in our house....chairs, tables, walls. The squirrel sound.....well, that's indescribable. But, it's an attempt at this. So, tonight, Mommy Big Squirrel and Daddy Big Squirrel helped Baby Little Squirrel carry all of his acorns to his room & go to bed. Sleep tight Baby Little Squirrel.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Paint and Popsicles

We've been having Mommy-Blake time lately while Ava is napping. Of course, sometimes she wakes up earlier than we anticipate & we have to (get to!) throw her into the mix. Today, as Blake brought me the popsicle mold (Target $1 section...woohoo!), Miss Diva woke up. So, popsicles had to wait while she nursed.

We finally made our popsicles. Ours are pink lemonade. Then, we put them into the freezer. Which began the waiting process. Poor Blake did not realize that they wouldn't instantly become frozen treats. So we checked on them.....alot.

In order to occupy his poor little mind, we took some butcher paper and finger paints (Target $1 section again!) outside. Being Lubbock, TX, it was quite windy at the time. Solution? Blue painter's tape, of course! Blake went to town mixing all his colors on his fingers and the paper. The slight control freak in me was frustrated by the now mixed paint jars, but he was having so much fun. And, he certainly didn't mind.

Unfortunately, the popsicles still weren't ready. The trials of a 3 year old!