On Monday, we (well, Nate) found a baby lizard at the playground. Lily though he was so cool. She named him Leo.
Inroducing, Leo Lizard, in his blog debut! (sorry, I am still in circus mode).
My sweet babe, check out the tooth!
Oh, I had to post this video of Ava trying to grab two balls. She kept trying to get them both and, of course, every time she grabbed the second one, they both popped out of her arms!
Yesterday, this is what greeted me when Lily got up from her nap. It is white out. As in my silly husband left a bottle of white out in our room where our two and half year old takes her naps. Not his brightest moment. So, Lily gets up and come shows me how she "painted" herself. I calmly said "Lily, sit right there while I go examine the bedroom." So, I walk in to the bedroom afraid of what kind of white-out mess I am going to. It really wasn't as bad a thought, a little puddle of it on our sheets which seeped through to the mattress, but none on my wonderful wood bed or any other fabric. Well, the white-out wasn't bad...it was the pooh that was bad. Yes, I said the pooh. As if the white-out was not enough, the child chose that day to take off her diaper and smear her pooh from one end of my bed to the other. Lovely. As though I am not already up to my elbows in pooh with Ava everyday, now my potty trained daughter (who usually uses going potty as an excuse to get up from her nap) has to smear pooh in my bed, on my husband's mouth-guard (ewww!), all over the end-table, and on the floor. Lovely. Really, really, just lovely.
Lily loved the elephants. One of them...ehm, peed...while they were doing their show and Lily just could not get over it! She htough it was so funny that the "elephant went pee-pee!"
We let the girls run around for a bit after the circus ended (had to burn off some of that cotton candy energy!), while we waited for the parking lot to empty out.