Wednesday, June 9, 2010

but that house doesn't look mad

Here it is! Miss America! Our new home! Dustin loves it. I love it. And the kids love it. As you can see; the sky is always blue, the clover grass is always green, and the breeze keeps the flag waving gently.
Inside there is lots of love. And boxes, still. We've got a backyard, And behind that is the "forest". Kind neighbors. Quiet streets. It's better than we had imagined.
Well, the kids might have imagined something this wonderful, but they have great imaginations.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Prissy Missy

The girliest girly girl ever.
She only wants to wear dresses and be clean and pretty
(she usually falls WAY short of clean, as a toddler is wont to do).
 The other night she came downstairs draped in one of my nighties. She was so proud of her 'pretty dress'. There were lots of tears when we made her wear her own pajamas to bed.
She likes hearts, flowers, butterflies, and fishies (?).
 She does NOT like bugs.
 She always prefers a flower bow over a plain clippie.
 When she get food on herself at meals she calls for a "natkin, natkin!" until she gets a napkin,daintily wipes herself off, disposes of the napkin, because it's "dirty!" then she plunges her hands back into her food for another bite (spoons and forks are hard work and she's usually too hungry to be that patient).
 She only wears two pairs of shoes, a pair of pink cowgirl boots, and flower-y sandals.
She is very particular about what color bottle or binkie she uses.
 If I have hair in my face she pushes it over and says, "eyes?".
She's my little cuddle bug.
 She has a little toy drill she points at me and says "pow, pow".
She loves it when I die dramatically.                
Her daddy says, "nobody can be girlier than Sophie." But her little sister will have such a great role model.
We'll see. We'll see.