Drool

Sauce on the Side

This week there has been a lot of drool thus far.The twins are teething and also fighting colds so they are leaking from pretty much every place. Poor kids. Poor Jen. If there is one thing a one year old does not like it is having their nose wiped. When you are one year old a sick day looks pretty much the same as when you are 24 years old. Here is Mckenna enjoying her mountain of pillows and blankets while watching utterly too much television.

This week I have read the venerable P.D Eastman's The Alphabet Book no less than a zillion times. Taylor loves to be read to and that rocks. What does not rock is that out of the twenty or so books surrounding her she always seems to pick this one. She brings it to me, holds it in her outstretched hand and thrusts it towards me, making a sound I can only assume means, "read this now or die". I mean anyone who can't do any better for the letter J than to say "Juggler with Jack-o'-lanterns" deserves to live a sad and lonely life. The following are the faces of Taylor.

First- If I read said book. Second-If I don't read said book What would you do? Yeah, I thought so...I read the book too.

Also, in more exciting news. We have been playing in box forts all week. The gals got new big girl car seats this weekend so I am a lucky nanny because boxes make the best toys! Here we are indulging in some box time.

It was 83 degrees here in Yuma yesterday. Yes, folks it heats up quickly here in the "dessert southwest" (this is what the local news team calls it to sound better than "hot as hell no-place town") However, hot weather means new hot weather clothing (there has to be an up side to 83 degrees in early March). So I headed to Old Navy and got some cute new sundresses. Here is the bottom of one of them, sorry I haven't repainted my toenails yet.

This week I was looking for a pair of earrings and they were no where to be found. In my search I did find a whole box of jewelry that my Mama helped me pack when I left Fort Collins (so January of 2009) It was like finding treasure! Things I forgot I even owned...maybe I own too much stuff? Anyway, I found this locket which was given to me by one of my oldest and dearest friends, Lainey, when I moved from Pennsylvania to Colorado in 8th grade. It still means a lot to me even now, as does her friendship. I am lucky to have so many friends that stand the test of time!

Mckenna is walking now. Full on, not holding onto anything, not freaking out every step walking. It is amazing but it still catches me off guard when all of a sudden she just toodles across the room. Growing up is crazy stuff!

And there you have it. This week's sauce.

Happy St.Patrick's Day!