I Love Spring

Even the packages are yummy!

Don't Mess With Texas

Valentine's Day

After a busy Birthday and party weekend, Toby knew just what to do for his valentines:

Chocolate for Rylie

A Teddy Bear for Reagan

And an afternoon to go get a pedicure for Me!  I really should have taken a picture of my toes.  I went for a sparkly, plum color! 

Maybe Next Year...

As Toby is crying himself to sleep, I thought I would add some highlights from our afternoon that concluded with an abrupt not-so-happy ending.  

Rylie was excited to wear her Chargers gear in the spirit of the big game.  The ensemble (yes, a fancy word for outfit) wasn't complete, however, until she made it into a Chargers (or "Teamers" as Rylie calls them) cheerleading outfit.  That is where Cinderella's ball gown and Belle's yellow high heals come in.  A costume the Charger girls might consider for next season... 

Blue and Yellow are so much prettier than green.  Especially if it is green claiming to be from New York that is really from New Jersey. 

Genetics can do some crazy things.

Even Reagan knows the ball is supposed to go through the uprights.  

Chelsea's face says it all.

Crib Junkies

When Rylie woke from her nap the other afternoon, she asked if she could play in Reagan's crib with her toys.  I don't think Reagan has ever had so much fun in there and Rylie has asked to play in Reagan's crib every day since then.  Who needs a playroom, swing set or back yard when you can just play in a crib full of baby toys?  

h1n1: part 1

One of Rylie's much anticipated stay-at-home days took a turn for the worse when I told her my plans to take her and Reagan to the hospital to get a shot.  It was little consolation that Toby and I got our shots a couple weeks back but she did seem selfishly relieved when the tech said that Reagan needed two shots while she just needed one.  Rylie spent most of the afternoon trying to immobilize her arm by bracing it to her body.  


As for part 2 of the h1n1 shot... she hasn't forgotten that it is coming.  In fact, on our way home today I asked her what Febuary means anticipating an enthusiastic "my birthday!!" response when instead, she said, "more shots!"  

Capturing the Cold

so maybe it is time to go inside...