Serenades and Spaghetti

A lucky little girl got a new guitar last week! Well, actually it is pronounced "Cut-tar" in case you didn't know. She plays me songs all the time, and I totally busted her doing the cutest thing yesterday! 

I was unloading groceries, and okay, I admit it, I leave the baby in his car seat while I unload groceries. Yes, he cries a little, but I hate taking him out of the seat as soon as I walk in because I am all grocery store grimy and have to wash hands, and then if I set him in his little rocker chair he wants entertainment and then I still have groceries melting in the car.. it's just redonkulous. 

Anyways, as I was saying, I was pack-muling the small fortune's worth of groceries it took us 3 hours to fight evacuees for, and of course the baby started crying. I got a little more pep in my step and tried to go faster, and then, all of a sudden, I realized: "That's not crying! It's singing... and strumming!" 

So I grabbed my phone and snuck around to the other side of the kitchen, so I could snap a picture. 

The song went: 

And there is baby Kyle 

and he was happy

and he was walking like a grownup

but I gave him a spanking because he can't walk in the street without mommy

I love baby Kyle

I swear, I did not make that up or embellish it. All the while she was vigorously strumming on her Cut-tar. 

Quality music. 

And, on a less entertaining note, I thought I'd share our delicacy of the evening. My favorite "leftover" trick, Spaghetti eggs and cheese, all cooked up with a generous dash of Maggi.

You should definitely try it, it's AWESOME

Back to School!!

Ella went back to school last week! She had her first ever homework assignment. How fun! 

It was to make a collage all about herself and what she likes to do. So I let her dig around in the craft drawers and get out whatever was small enough to fit on construction paper. In spite of free-flowing tears, I was able to limit it to ONE pot of glitter, and only the small fuzzy balls. 

So off she went. I helped her write, obviously, although she did write a few things herself, and she glued the rest. She is actually scary good with scissors, too. 

Summertime!

Summer was fun this year. We put in some serious hours at the pool and splashpad. Here's little Kyle enjoying the cabana...

Ella is soooo close to finally being able to swim. We just have to get her over that final hump of knowing she can. The last two times we've gone I refuse to tie the noodle on her and just let go at random times, trying the "old fashioned way" as I like to say. Allegedly it's how I learned to swim. We'll see. So far she just screams, dunks under, swats around and sort of keeps her face near the surface. It's so cute the way her little eyebrows turn pink when she's sort of terrified. 

I think she's ready for the cold weather, though... 

Random Ella and Kyle Moments

Ella and Kyle: July 2

Kyle: July 4

Watching Spongebob: July 4

Getting an Ear-full: July 2

Ella's first time fishing: June 22

Ella at the Dairy Queen: June 18

Stars and Shooting Stars and Nemo

I love to get catologues in the mail. I never buy anything out of them, but I pour over them and pick all the things I'd like to order, and then "tsk" at the outrageous prices. So Ella is quickly learning from me. She gets the Toys R Us circulars every now and then, and has taken to picking out what she'd like and then showing me... 

This time around she came and pointed this out to me: 

So I asked her what it is, and she twisted her lip and cocked her little red-head to the side. So I asked her "Well, what do you do with it?" not thinking she really knew what it was, and her reply was : 

"You put your eye on one side and the sky on the other side, and you can see stars, and shooting stars, and more shooting stars . . pause here . . and Nemo!" 

I thought it was a pretty cute explanation, myself. 

Is this a bad sign?

Lately Ella is learning the fine art of cleaning her room. Art, you say? Yes, in our house it has become a very creative and crafty endeavor. As in, "where can I hide this 2x3 ft. book so nobody can see it, but it is not where it belongs?" or... "How can I parlay this 30 minute stretch mom has locked me in my room to put toys away into a watercolor extravaganza?" and even "What areas of my room have I yet to color with crayon?" 

You know, the usual. 

So, a week or so ago, I went in to check on her "progress" -and I use the term loosely, and I happened to see this out of the corner of my eye: 

 

So we had another talk about how we can be silly and goofy with baby dolls, but not baby brother. 

She is so doll obsessed right now it is amazing! Her favorites are named : Plastic, Rhymie, Pootie, and of coure, good ole Baby Alive. My personal favorites are Plastic and Pootie. As I am typing this and asking her to tell me again the names, she told me that "One of them is for sale" hahaha... So much like her daddy...

A Conversation with Kyle

He "talks"  with us sometimes... 

He is six weeks old today! He is as good and as easy as Ella was as a baby (barring that one horrible hospital stay). He's sleeping 8 hour nights, eating well, and generally happy! Well, I mean, he cries, obviously. Ella likes to explain "That's how babies talk- they cry." 

Well, I plan to get back into the blog-o-sphere soon, so I'll be back!