Adventures in Ear Piercing

Stef and I decided to be fourteen today, and went to the mall together. We participated in the food court lunch, the aimless shopping, frozen yogurt, and MY big event, the piercing. I got my ears pierced when I was eleven, but they closed up. So, at age twenty five, I decided to get them pierced again. Fourteen years later it is STILL as scary.




So, there you have it. I now have bling. Please forgive my sideburns - they never fully recovered after my mother had her way with them. She was SURE that triangle sideburns were ALL the rage.

Nada Nada Limonada

I remember that during my two weeks of seventh grade Spanish, my teacher had a poster on the wall that said, "¿Que Pasa, Calabaza? Nada Nada Limonada." I'll let you Babel Fish Translation that yourself. Call it homework, if you will...

Anywho, I guess that's pretty much been our lives lately - yard work, and our anual Pioneer Day Firework Fiesta. This year's extravaganza was another success, except for the taddle-tale neighbor that called the fuzz on us. Luckily we had taken all of our fireworks inside about three minutes before they drove by.

I don't have a whole lot to blab about, so I'll just share this interesting article that I found online. It made me think about my own cat, Kitty (whom my parents have had since I was eight). He has been run over, shot, had two holes in his stomach, and has been in more than his fair share of fights. At this point we're pretty sure he's immortal. However, do you think that there is a girbil or hamster that can do the same thing for him? I mean, he's over eighteen years old, and we're all pretty curious as to when he'll go to Kitty Heaven. Maybe if we can get one of these amazing animals - the family can all fly in for his final days. Or maybe Leezard (my brother's bearded Dragon) will know. Afterall, he seems to be pretty tight with the cats around my house.

Why Six Months is Awesome

Life is good as a six month old. Here's why:
You get to eat any and everything you find on the floor.

You can crawl.

You can finally participate in Dad's cool tricks.

Your legs work.

We can finally tell which parent you look like.

And you're CUTER than ever.

Now?

I'm wondering at what point I should begin to get scared. If anyone has HAD these experiences, feel free to give any insight. Yesterday morning I was sitting on the couch with Jude, and Madelyn was on the floor in front of the TV. We were all minding our own business when Madelyn's jumper began to jump itself. It bounced up and down twice, and then swung back and forth for about thirty seconds. All three of us stopped and stared. When I finally realized what had happened, I ran to the computer to IM Rob. He wrote it off as a stuck spring. I decided to believe (if only for my own sanity). But tonight at dinner, Rob and I were talking, when the microwave started beeping. Our microwave (that hasn't been used all day) decided to start itself. It entered in the time of six minutes and thirty four seconds, and began to microwave nothing. So, uh, now what? Do I wait for my refrigerator to say Zuul, or should I get the heck out of here before we all turn into dogs?!

On an added note, the microwave started itself again yesterday - right in front of me. This time it started itself for seven minutes and two seconds. I've decided to take the advice of friends and my mother (whose house is also haunted) and make friends with the ghosts. I told them yesterday that these little games were fine by me, but I would NOT put up with any of them deciding to show themselves. Thus far we're all in agreement. I'll keep you all posted.

"Happy Earth Day To Do"

It's been four days since Madelyn's party, and she's still singing "happy earth day." I think it was her favorite day of all time. We started the evening with a few gifts at home, and then headed over to Chuck E Cheese. Madelyn threw the biggest fit in the parking lot because Rob was walking too fast. He was carrying the "manoons" and she couldn't keep up. The girl OBVIOUSLY had no idea where we were going, or balloons would not have been such a big deal. The second we walked through the door, the crying stopped. That was also the point at which I smashed into the cupcakes I was carrying, leaving a very unfortunately placed frosting spot on my shirt. There was singing, there was dancing, and of course there were games. Thanks to everyone who came out to celebrate. Madelyn had a blast, and spent the entire next day playing with her new gifts.





After the party, we came back home and Maddie played with her gifts. We then spent some much enjoyed time on our new sod. That was, until Rob realized he was lying on an ant colony. No worries, only a few bites here and there. All in all, it was a great birthday.

This pretty much sums up how Madelyn felt about her rockin birthday at Chuck E. Cheese. Once I'm past this flu, I'll post more pictures...like my rockin cupcakes.


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Since We're Not Celebrating...

Madelyn is two today - but we're not having a party until later this week. It's been super crazy with our family reunion, so we decided she wouldn't care if we put off her party. I figured I would take a minute, and post some pictures of Madelyn taken today, and post a few little know facts about her. We'll call it a "Madelyn Spotlight" - if you will.

Madelyn loves water - tub, pool, drinking, you name it. She'll even go on the big water slides by herself.


Madelyn loves to dance - and she's quite good, if I do say so myself.

Madelyn has two favorite songs: Head Over Heels by Tears for Fears, and The Sweet Escape by Gwen Stefani. She can sing a lot of the words to both.

Madelyn is (and has been since birth) the worst sleeper. Jude outsleeps her by at least 4 hours/night.

Madelyn's best friend is the dog next door named Gilly. She can spend hours a day standing at the fence playing with her.

Madelyn knows most of her colors, ALL of her body parts (even down to details like eyebrows) can count to ten, and is amazing at puzzles.

Maddie hates anything sweet. She hates fruit, juices, and candy. She only drinks milk and water.

She's an AMAZING manipulator - even at this age. Example: Maddie asks for bubbles, I tell her no. She then jumps up and down with sheer excitement screaming, "Yay!! Bubbles!! Okay!!" And runs to find bubbles.



Madelyn is SUPER independent. She likes to play on her own, and enjoys entertaining herself. She's also very good with kids, and plays very nicely - she doesn't hit, and she's really good about sharing.

Maddie LOVES to cuddle.

Maddie loves to make people laugh. The girl is pure hilarity.

Madelyn is one of my best friends. I genuinely enjoy her company and am so proud to call such a cute girl my daughter.



Happy Birthday Madelyn! I absolutely adore you!