Knowing the proclivity of glitter to adhere itself to any available surface and never be removed, I trapped our crafty excess in a jelly-roll pan yesterday. My grandma's jelly-roll pan, to be precise. I was innocently aiming to keep the shiny situation contained. Now, I fear I may never again get to use the pan for its intended purpose -- glitter is nothing if not indiscriminate in where it chooses to land, and now the pan is forever twinkling. Something tells me my grandma wouldn't mind its being used for such creative outlets as glitter and glue, but oh -- the pineapple bars it has known...
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I was quite happily impressed with the endurance my tiny girls showed in the three-inches of snow we received this week. While my thighs were beginning to go numb and I was wishing I'd chosen mittens instead of gloves, Mia and Lauren were impervious to the wet, cold snow. Or, they professed themselves to be; Lauren's rosy cheeks led me to believe otherwise, and I utilized my mom-veto power to lead us all back indoors for lunch.
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I did, however, offer up thanks for the exhaustive qualities of a snow day, allowing that if it could force a napless child into sleep -- in whatever position she landed after a massive, screaming diatribe against the unwillingness of a spaghetti-strapped shirt to cover her abdomen adequately -- I'd take it.
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Something about all that blushing pink on a background of bright blue makes me want a baby. Although you know as well as I do, that everything makes me want another baby.
What've you been up to this week?
Girl, the world desperately NEEDS another Heavenly baby!!
ReplyDeleteOh you are so brave, glitter AND snow!! Um try baby powder or something of the sort with glitter...it works with sand...? And yep, it's time you have another baby, tell that husband of yours to come to his senses ;)
ReplyDeleteAh, so you have the baby bug. I keep wondering. It's more of a wondering then a clear wanting, but I can't stop wondering. Am I done?
ReplyDeleteNo snow here. But, it would be fun!
you know, 3 is the new 2 these days. :)
ReplyDelete3 is lovely. except when #3 has never slept well in all of her 16 months. she made me officially decide no way on 4. :)
You make me happy :)
ReplyDeleteGlitter is fun.
ReplyDeleteThose rosy cheeks need kissing!
Baby #3? YES. (Times a bajillion.)
I'll go for a number three right now if you do.
ReplyDelete{How grade school is that and how funny would it be in a really odd way if we did have number threes around the same time?}