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Oh. Right. It's still Winter.

Yesterday we were treated to a snow storm that dropped about six inches of snow. Eva helped her daddy shovel after he was done with work, and, when they came in for dinner, she told me she wasn't hungry because she'd had snow for supper.

Happy weekend, everyone! Stay warm.

February 27, 2009 | Permalink | Comments (3)

Winter Puddle Jumping

February 26, 2009 | Permalink | Comments (3)

Ew.

Yesterday, my kid licked the driveway. Can you top that?

February 25, 2009 | Permalink | Comments (5)

Bargaining

Over the weekend, in the middle of a pregnancy-induced grocery store visit (We were out of chocolate ice cream. The horror!) I spied a can of BBQ Pringles and insisted we give it a good home. Of course, that meant Eva wanted to taste them (I'm afraid the girl has inherited her Grammy's weakness for potato chips.)

And she has not stopped asking for them since. Just in case we'll let her have some, you know?

Yesterday, I let her have a few with her lunch, and of course she ate them first and then asked for more. I told her she could have ONE more and then we were done with the chips. If she was hungry she could eat the rest of her lunch..blah, blah, blah...typical parent stuff.

She thought for a minute, tilted her head over on her shoulder, and said "Three more."

Of course, that left me with only one reply: "You may have two more." ("Little Stinker.") (That part I said in my head.) She gave me a huge smile, and, looking very pleased with herself, said "Two more!"

So. Which one of you taught her to haggle?

Also: Eva would like to send out a special Happy Birthday message to her Grandpa B!

February 24, 2009 | Permalink | Comments (3)

Jokester

Lately, Eva's discovered a love of jokes. She doesn't at all understand the structure of question and punchline, but that doesn't stop her from telling her two very special jokes to anyone who will listen--her favorites are the cashiers and baggers at the grocery store. Captive audience, you know?

Ready for her zingers?

Q. What do Wonder Pets wear?
A. Wondies! (As opposed to undies. Get it?)

Q. What do cows listen to?
A. Mooosic.

I know. You're rolling right now, aren't you? She's a natural, right? Except her usual way of telling these jokes is walking up to you and just yelling in your face "Cows listen to Mooosic! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

But there's plenty of time to work on her delivery. For now, we're just really glad she appears to have a healthy sense of humor, and that she really, really likes to make people laugh.

(If anyone's interested, Mike's column this week is all about our funny girl. Click here and enjoy!)

February 23, 2009 | Permalink | Comments (7)

Made It!

It's been a long week...but it's FRIDAY! We've been battling various illnesses around our place (Which is the excuse I'm clinging to for this week's lame posts. Sorry about that.) We all (especially Eva) need a cuddly, low-key weekend at home...and that's exactly what we plan on doing. I hope you all get just what you need too!

Also, for those of you who are curious:
As of tomorrow, I'm 19 weeks pregnant and growing--almost half-way. I feel the little bugger moving around every day, and right now those little kicks and nudges are the most precious thing in the world to me. (Except the other members of my family, of course. And possibly chocolate ice cream.) Little Ducky Teapot (Eva's current top name choice) is roughly the size of an heirloom tomato (not just any tomato, mind you), and apparently looks like this:

Poor kid. I'd be doing some kicking too.

February 20, 2009 | Permalink | Comments (6)

Where's MY tinkle treats?

I was in the bathroom yesterday when suddenly the door banged open and Eva ran right up to my face. She yelled "Yay! Mama tinkled!" And I said "Yep, I sure did."

Then she said, in what I assume is her best, most serious impression of both her father and me, "Eva's so, so proud of Mama."

I think she even squeezed out a tear.

It's nice when I can impress my daughter.