Baby Penguin

Maggie LOVES her teeny tiny "baby" penguin. I found her cradling it on the stairs one morning.

Currently it sits next to her (the passenger sit behind me) so it can "go for rides" with us.

THIS Weeks Weekend Review: Old Friends

We had a playdate with one of our mommy groups at a park. Had fun. Forgot to photograph until we're loaded up and headed home.

Cuddling with Dora

I made blueberry muffins. I wanted to make them WITH Maggie but after her last experience with the mixer she chose to keep her distance.

Friday night we attended Longmont's Festival on Main. Fun. Came home starving. Like the random people surrounding Patrick and Maggie?? What the ??? was I thinking?

The bubble tower. Maggie had a good spot to pop them on top of Dad's shoulders.

The highlight of that evening was watching a local dance company. She adored the "ballerinas".

After the farmers market on Saturday morning we hit the huge baby consignment sale next door. They had face painters--Maggie had to have a butterfly but we chose the leg so she could see it. She.Was.Fascinated.

We ended up with some Dora, Boots, and Swiper dolls at the sale.

Saturday we had my childhood friend over for dinner. She and her husband had come to look at an orthodontics practice that's for sale here. I did my very best to sell them on Longmont while having just the BEST time catching up. We even shared some old memories and cracked ourselves up. I was very sad to realize during Maggie's bath that I had not captured any of the evening on film! So, these pics of us as kids will have to do.

There were others...but they were just that side of mortifying. I'm in the middle, Laura on the right (my older sister Charlotte and younger brother Randy as well). Yes, I'm very aware I looked like a boy.

Booth pic

Weekend Review: The Forgotten Weekend

Last week I forgot to do a weekend review. So this weekend review is actually LAST weekend's review. Get it? I barely do.

To sum up:

We built forts (a current obsession after Florida)

She wore my heels after church.

She made herself a picnic for one out of my dish cloth. Her dad taught her about picnics.

She ate her meal on the retaining wall.

The Daddy Eats A Vege (Sort Of)!

If you know my husband at all you're probably aware of his "dislike" of all things vegetable. He says he eats them but he really doesn't. Lettuce and corn don't qualify as eating vegetables.

Maggie's daycare provider, the lovely Miss Kellie, had some extra zucchini and generously gave some to me. Hmmm. What to do with zucchini.

I found a really tasty recipe for zucchini bread on allrecipes.com and....he likes it! My husband actually likes it! (I'm beaming inside--I'm not a good cook to put it nicely.) Ok, so it's mostly sugar and flour but STILL. Maggie was a little hesitant but after her first bite she came back over and over again demanding more.

Recipe here.

Maggie's Computer

Since our laptop kicked the bucket, and we don't plan to replace it for a couple of months, I'm stuck in the basement using my desktop for everything. It's such a pain if Maggie doesn't want to play down there and I desperately want to check my email.

She found her own way to feel included in the computer time. She dug out my label maker and old wireless mouse for the laptop and made her own computer. She mimics me--trying to type and move the mouse around clicking it.

Lovely Play Date

My friend and walking partner, Marisa, is heading back to her job (school teacher) so we had one last play date. It's not like I'll never see her or Owen again but it's just so much harder to work around school schedules. Owen and Maggie get along perfectly. It's...pleasant. Marisa and I can actually just sit and chat.

Cupcake Drama

Inspired by Karla to actually cook with my daughter (I usually make every effort to keep her entertained and OUT of the kitchen) I decided to make some cupcakes with her.

I packed her up in the stroller and headed to the store for a cake mix. It was hot and I was in jeans for some crazy reason. I sweat my way over there, sweat my way back, and opened the fridge to find we were out of butter. Ugh. I made Patrick watch her while I jumped in the car to go back and get some--the whole point of taking Maggie in the stroller was to avoid using my car/gas/energy to get there!

I get back and start the cookin'. I cut open the bag and let Maggie dump the mix into the bowl. I gave her a stick of butter and let her unwrap it and drop that in as well. I was even feeling brave enough to let her crack the eggs. She did very well on the first two and busted the third to bits. I spent 10 minutes fixing that situation and then turn on the Kitcheniad. It must have stuck or something because it didn't just turn on to the "1" setting but jumped up to "3" sending butter, cake mix, and bits of egg flying out in every direction. After turning it off both Maggie and I stood there, stunned, dripping in ingredients. At the exact same time I burst out laughing and Maggie burst out crying. The more she freaked out the more I laughed. I felt bad but could not stop laughing! We did eventually make the cupcakes and they were enjoyed by all.