Water a No-Go

We've been trying a few random foods with Mimi- none has been such an epic fail as water.

I guess nothing beats Mama!

Lettuce, on the other hand, is grand.

Test

OK, the last few went through.

Now:
no sign in
in listings
NOT searchable.

Still in the reader?be

Test

Hmmm....working out the bugs...

Testing Blog Settings

I want this to be a private blog, but want to be able to see if in google reader. working on the settings to see what's the most privacy I can have and still be picked up in the reader! Might take a few blank posts...

PASS!

Please excuse my incoherence, but we passed the Regulations section of the CPA exam! That's 2 down , 2 to go...please wish Wonder Daddy luck on Wednesday's Audit test! One more in test in May (Financial), and if these last two tests go well, we're DONE!

As an aside, I've never really known Wonder Daddy when he WASN'T studying. We met a week after he returned from his mission, and he started school about a month later. That was 6 years ago. Almost to the day, or at least week. He has worked so hard these past six years, going to school, earning his Associates, Bachelors, and Masters; supporting the family financially and emotionally, and always being the best dad to our girls, and a wonderful husband.

We love you Daddy, and we're so proud of you!!

Tuesday

Tuesday nights Wonder Daddy goes straight from work to cub scouts- we have dinner alone, then bundle up around 8:00 to pick him up from the church. Normally dinner is a pretty simple affair- bread and butter, some leftovers, etc. Tuesday I went all out and made a pork curry, making it up as I went along. It looked a little soupy at the end, so I turned up the heat a bit to get some of the water out. The baby needed feeding...and well...normally soupy things don't make a *glopp glopp* sound when they boil.

Oops.

It tasted a little smoky, but still edible.

But not in her opinion.

At least Mimi had a good time at dinner.

Sunshine!!

I feel like the character, Sunshine, from the book of the same name by Robin McKinley. (No, do NOT read it. I'm sorry I ever started it, and so glad I put it down when I did.)

At any rate, the title character is kind of an anti-vampire, meaning she needs sunlight to live (unlike the vampire she has fallen in love with.) Kind of like a daisy. But she wasn't green. She WAS a baker though.

My point is: I function best in the sunlight, and he totally came through today. The girls and I were in the backyard for at least an hour before he dipped too low to warm us up any more. But it was a glorious afternoon.

Here are a few pictures, but please head over to our Flickr account for the whole lot of them. And there are a lot. Mama loves a good sun-drenched picture. (E-mail me if you need the link.)

Ernie totally loves mugging for the camera

The Girl's Got Style

Of one sort or another.

Unexpected Visitor

As I'm getting dressed after my shower, Ernie shouts "A doorbell!" and goes tearing out of my bedroom. Hmm..our friend shouldn't arrive for another 30 minutes, I didn't hear anything.

I'm still not fully dressed when I hear her come back into my bedroom- she has Ho Ho by the hand, and she's showing him around.

Honey, please take Santa Claus back into the hall.

Whyyyy?

Because I'm not dressed yet. He can come back when I'm dressed.




I'm sorry, but even imaginary guests don't get to watch me get dressed.

Unlikely Expectations

On the way home from the grocery store:

Ernie: Mom? When I tall, I be a daddy and ride the taaaall bus to work.

(For anyone keeping track, this is our THIRD day of wearing this flaming outfit.)

I am SO Lucky

I've often heard that children, like dogs, do not enjoy listening to their mothers sing. Piano, sure. Open up your craw to let out a tune, and they're out of there. Or covering their ears. Or howling (if they're canines, that is.)

So far, Mimi really enjoys listening to piano, and she'll grin and giggle if I start to sing. Ernie will dance and spin around the room, and sometimes joins me on the keyboard.



I have a goal this year of singing more. Like Wonder Daddy, I think it's important to let our kids see us doing those things that we love.

PS- Does anyone know what the words to that very odd song from Girls Camp mean? Thanks.

Check Out Our New Digs!

Welcome to our playroom- here you can find out about Myrnie, Wonder Daddy, Ernie, and Mimi.

We're keeping our "personas" from our public blog, "I Wonder Woman" but this will be a private space for our kids to play with grandparents, aunts, uncles, and friends. (Besides, this is NORMALLY what we're called at home anyway, except Wonder Daddy. But, he IS wonderful...and I normally just call him...umm...honey, for the most part :) Well, that and a diminutive of his original name (is it really his original name if it's his legally changed name??) but that's a little too revealing.

So come in, take your shoes off, and welcome to Myrnie's Brood!