Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Oh the pressure!

HEADLINE: 

Shepard's mom incredibly slack of late due to who knows what



Instead of trying to instantaneously recap the last TWO months, I'll just tell what I loved about the last few days...







Easter-egg dying party
  • At night when we're settling in for sleep (at long last, usually), Shepard usually turns on his side and throws his arm over me. Like a sleepy side-hug. It's awesome.
  • Last night, Shepard and Daddy built a "house" out of sofas, stools and pillows in the lounge. Then Shepard decided it was Mommy's birthday and had me over for (fake) cupcakes, (real) dance party, and he and Daddy sang (real) "Happy Birthday" to me. I invited Henry Hugglemonster and friends and Shepard did their voices. I like watching his imagination at work.
  • Shepard asks me about 492 questions every day. I love his curiosity. I wish it had a shut-off at 9 pm, but I love that he's curious and wants all the answers. Questions lately have included:
    • Why do we have hair?
    • Do boogers have nutrients?
    • Why did the sky go boom-boom last night (thunder)?
    • Why are eyeballs round?
    • Why do we have eyelashes?
    • Why do eyelashes fall out into your eye?
    • Why is there an American flag there?
    • Why does Elsa have frozen powers?
    • Why do you not know?
    • Why didn't you write the movie?
    • Why don't you work for Disney?
    • Why didn't Mr. Disney invite you to work for him?
    • Is that tree a forevergreen?
    • Why is sugar a treat food?
    • Why doesn't it have nutrition?
    • Why does William have a girl baby (baby sister)?
  •  A few nights ago, Shepard led Gigi and I (with capes) on a mission to blast the bad guy (Pops) with hot rocks and make him go away. We ran through the house yelling and being excited together. 
  • I should have bought stock in Chick-fil-A years ago. I think they put toddler-crack in their food.
  • This morning when he woke up (in our bed because of the thunderstorm), he asked, "Am I four yet?" Not sure what four holds in store for him, but it's funny because I have a distinct memory of asking my own mom if I would EVER turn 4.
    Aren't they cute? Next year we'll do way more. I need my own dozen.

    Easter basket in jammies