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Weekend Update

We were Ken-less this weekend so all the pictures were taken on my iPhone. This little girls move way too fast for me to bother with the fancy-pants camera when I’m flying solo.

The weekend started out with me getting  night off (woo-hoo!) from baby duty and going to visit my mom and sister while they were working.

1Ah, the joys of being self-employed. Getting to work and drink beer at the same time. 🙂

The girls and I spent Saturday with my family and the girls were decked out in their Duck gear!

2Seriously, is there anything cuter than these little bodies?


4Sunday we went to the zoo and, no, I was not crazy enough to attempt that by myself. One of my friends went with me to help wrangle. We had a blast! They ditched the stroller pretty quickly and did fairly well with holding hands and following directions. I think it’s one of the most successful trips to the zoo we’ve ever had and I’m so excited that we might get to stop using the stroller so much.


6The downside of having them out of the stroller so much is that it is really hard to take pictures, but I had fun just being in the moment.  Clearly, I suffer when my sister isn’t around to document for me. Also, when do bribes start to work? When can I say “if you let Momma take a picture of you I’ll give you a sticker?” and they will be all over it?

7PS. How pretty is Haley’s hair! It’s getting so long, I love it!

PPS. Is anyone else watching So You Think You Can Dance? I’m so excited for the finale this week! If Amy doesn’t win, I may cry.

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Still Here!

cough. cough.

blow dust off of H-Squared.

Hey guys, what’s up? So, after my whirl wind of blogging nearly every day in May, I had my last day of work, and then we left to visit a dear friend of mine in St. Louis, and just got back on Monday and now (AHHH!!) we’re moving! So, posts the next week or so may be a little spotty. Bear with me. I will get back to regular posts. And I can’t wait to tell y’all about St. Louis!


PS. Also, So You Think You Can Dance is on which makes me a little distracted when I’m trying to write posts.



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3adf6-blogeverday Day 19, Sunday: Five of your favorite blogs and what you love about them


So, I kind of already did this HERE.  And I know I didn’t post yesterday, but Ken is under the weather and Hazel and I just finally ditched our own rotten colds. There are dresses to sew (more on that later), boxes to pack, and suitcases to pack (more on that later too).  These next two weeks are going to be crazy busy. The plan is just to hold on tight, close my eyes, and hope we’ll all still be intact when the dust settles!

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Ugh. I suppose we do need to talk about last Thursday. Honestly, it was, without a doubt, the worse one I have ever had. And that counts last year when I was behemothly pregnant and uncomfortable and cranky.

The day started out well. Since we work at a boarding school we didn’t have Thursday and Friday off. It’s not like they can send the international students home for four days. It’s actually really nice what the school does. They invite all of the parents to the school for Thanksgiving and have a big, traditional dinner in the dining room. Staff have the option of eating in the dining room or in their own homes.  The fall play also performed that weekend and I got tapped to help with hair and make-up, which I love doing, but it ended up making our Thanksgiving non-existent.

Let me start at the beginning!

So, we started late on Thursday. I didn’t have to be at the theater until 10:30, so I left Ken with napping babies and went to style 1930’s hair and apply Ben Nye make-up. Ken brought the girls to the theater around 11:30 so he could help with some of the technical aspects of the show. That part was fun. It was nice to have Hazel playing in a bin of towels and babbling to the high school girls while I wielded the curling iron. And I heard Haley had a lot of fun in the house, using the theater chairs to walk up and down the rows. At 1:30 we swapped rolls and I took the girls back home for their afternoon nap. The plan was to go over my boss’s house for dinner with her family before she and I would go back to the theater to do some touch ups before the show.

The girls woke up from their nap (they slept for an hour! In the midst of the sleep regression! It was a Thanksgiving miracle) and the following happened.


I figured out the trick to getting Haley to wear headbands. I have to put them on her when she’s looking in the mirror and then talk to her about how pretty she looks. It actually works! She gets really excited and smiles and bounces and leaves the freaking headband alone.

See Hazel? See the look of discovery in her eyes? And poor Haley is blissfully unawares.

She’s interested enough that she dropped the burp cloth.

Aaaannnddd that was the end of Haley’s headband. But it was cute while it lasted.

After the photo shoot, I loaded the girls up in the stroller and we went over to my boss’s house and played with her kids while we waited for her husband to get dinner together and for Ken to finishing dealing with tech stuff. Guys, it never happened. Ken never finished. I had dinner with a bunch of people I barely know. All of them were very nice, but I’ve only known them for a month and a half.  Ken never showed up and the moment I tried to eat was the moment the girls decided they were interested in the fire place (with a fire in it). It was also my first Thanksgiving away from my family and the food wasn’t all that great. It all just combined into a horrible disappointment.

But I could have handled everything else if Ken had been there. Not having him there, not having the key component of this little family that we’re building present for a day that has always been about family for me. It was heartbreaking for me.

We ended on an up note. After the play started and the girls had gone to bed, Ken went down to the dining room and got a left over pumpkin pie. We grabbed two forks, sat on the couch, and ate it straight out of the tin. Not a bad end to a disappointing day, but my mom’s pumpkin pie is still far superior.

I’m so cooking next year.




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This week was a little rough.  We had a lot more on our social calendar than normal (which is always kind of hard on all three of us).  Between the museum on Wednesday and swimming on Friday and the farmer’s market on Saturday (more on that later) any semblance of a schedule went out the window.  I’m so glad we did all those things, but they totally made naps wonky.  ALSO, Miss Hazel was up for FOUR HOURS Friday night for no reason other than she wanted to be held.  I think it was a reaction to the nap debacle after swimming.

I had a ticket to the ballet last night and I opted out of going.  It feels a little like throwing money away, but I was tired from Friday night. I spent most of yesterday a little on edge just cause I was tired and a little burnt out on babies, which is pretty normal for me by the time Saturday rolls around.  So I opted instead to stay home with Ken and make dinner and go to bed early.

But this is supposed to be my post about thankfulness, not about me griping about my life.

11. for the lunch date that my mom sent me and Ken on.

12. drinking vinegars

13. book stores

14. Haley’s smiles

15. other moms who blog about raising their children

16. farmer’s market

17. my family

18. showering

19. netflix to distract me when one of the girls takes 45 minutes to eat

20. writing

We went to the farmer’s market yesterday morning.  There were so many beautiful vegetables and flowers and all the vendors are so friendly and chatty.  I really enjoy going, I just wish I hadn’t been such a grumpy pants this time.

Hopefully, this week will be a little smoother.

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