My email inbox has been flooded with requests from my readers to update my blog (or not, but whatever) so I finally decided I'd better get to it. We've had a very busy few months around here. I'm not ambitious enough to do a full post on everything, so here's a short little recap. You're welcome.
Various methods of deterring my two very destructive little boys from tearing appart the track on their train table have failed miserably. As a result, I have become quite proficient at putting it back together (not as easy as you might think).
My baby had a birthday, too. I keep asking him to please stop growing up. He's not listening.
We had a big 'ole Christmas treat baking and decorating party. There were scandalous amounts of sugar involved, but all in all it was a success.
Elliot turned four. His obsession at the time was with candy canes, so I went with that and we had a Candy Cane Craze birthday party complete with a candy cane cake. Silly boy doesn't even like cake. But he is a big fan of the frosting.
Shortly after her recital, she turned ELEVEN. I hid in the closet and rocked back and forth sucking my thumb most of the day.
We had a few very unseasonably warm days this winter. Wyatt found this to be an excellent time to go outside shirtless and practice his martial arts skills.
The kids helped their dad with a project. More to come on that later. Maybe.
Maya had a birthday, too. Yes, our kids' birthdays fall in November, December, January, February, and April (1). Basically one a month for 5 months. Unfortunately, I didn't get a great picture of her with her cake.
We ate ice cream cones.
They were pretty tasty.
I made cake pops for the bands and volunteers at Livestock.
Maya performed in her 6th ballet, La Sylphide. She was a Scottish Plaid. It was a very long weekend with dress rehearsal on Friday and two performances on Saturday AND Sunday. She hung in there and danced like a pro. It's so much fun to see how much she's progressed since she was a Strawberry Tart in her first show, Alice in Wonderland. I volunteered to help backstage for all but one show. I still feel like I'm covered with a film of hairspray.
After the last show we were about ready to collapse, but not before we had our picture taken together. When we were done with clean up, we celebrated by going out for ice cream and going to bed early.