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Partied Out

Home Day

My sweet little Calamity Jane is not feeling well today.  I love waking up to the sound of a small person retching.  True love is moving TOWARDS someone who is throwing up.  But she was a super champ about it.

One of the cousins was sick on December 24.
We saw them on December 27.
Tuff got sick December 31.
Bugsy got it on January 3.

So apparently it has a really long incubation?

Tuff was down for exactly 12 hours.  Tossing her cookies every 30-45 minutes with a fever in the afternoon.  Bugsy wasn't as pukey but she was SO TIRED all day. 

I am thankful for internet access to my work email and color-safe bleach.  And, as always, that I don't have to do laundry by pounding it on a rock down by the creek when it is 4 degrees outside. 

Calamity Jane

Dead-eye with the fashionable faux-fur collar and a sparkly clip.

Thankful: Day 3

Hello you precious little fashion bug.  This one loves oversized flip flops (fipf-fops, mama).  She loves to color and play kitchen.  (Wanna pit-za?)  She's scared of deer stepping on her and cats on the stairs.  (Me too.)  She likes to dress herself.  Love you Ama.

Cake

The Last Daycare Girl

In which we document the continuing saga of the ever-changing sleep arrangements in our house.

Or.... rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic.

Our house is small.  Not insanely live-in-a-sheepherder's-wagon small.... but Not.  Big.

Also.... not well laid out.  Old school homesteader's cabin with random parts tacked on as electricity and plumbing became available.

So there's the background.

In 2007 we split the living room and created a small bedroom downstairs in addition to the two bedrooms upstairs. 

We've gone through various configurations.

In June I moved Bugsy's crib out of our room and into the kids' room.  So Sweet was in the pirate cave, Tuff in a single bed and Bug in the crib.  CROWDED.  But it worked for a bit.

Then we decided to move Sweet downstairs.... this eliminated our "guest" bedroom/junk storage but seemed like a good idea.  He got the brass bed frame (full-sized) that was his papa's bed when he was a boy.  His clothes all fit in the dresser.  (Sidenote:  That dresser was the first piece of "real" furniture I bought.... from a consignment store.... when I moved here.  I love that dresser.  It is too big to go up our stairs or fit in our bedroom but I am resisting getting rid of it.  Silly, right?)

Most of his toys fit under the bed in flat plastic boxes. 

This room has no light fixture so we are using one of those wireless appliance remotes (purchased at Bed, Bath & Beyond with a $5 off coupon.... whoo-hoo.) 

Oh... the room also has no heat.  So that might be a problem.

So Sweet is very happy in his new room.  He can play all he wants and set up elaborate lego stuff all over the place.  His bed time is now a little later than the girls.  He loves that. 

So then I decided Bugsy was ready to get out of the crib.  We've been using it with the side rail down anyway.  So we moved the futon upstairs and bought them some cute girly bedding.

First let me say... no human over 30 should even own a futon.  Seriously.  But when faced with the costs of buying the storage-type bed I wanted.... well.... I figure we will change things up again soon anyway so why bother.  I went with the cheap option.

So much of this weekend has involved switching over the clothes and sorting things.  It is getting there but I still need to change up the wall art and add a few cute girly details.  And I need to get a few lamps for Sweet. 

And I need to stop feeling sorry for myself about my tiny ugly house and just move on with it already. 

The Presents. Love the Presents

Do you go overboard sometimes?  I did.  The gifts for the big girl turning two.

Tinkerbell Tag Book
Baseball Mitt
Pink Softball
Mulan Movie
Three Sunglasses Cases
Six (or Nine) Pairs of Sunglasses  (Oh.... they didn't have the aviator ones when I ordered.... I need them.  Watch for a decent coupon and free shipping.... this is my parenting tip of the day..... and stock up.)
Squinkee Salon
Sqinkee Jumbo Pack

I love that kid.  Her favorite thing was the little sunglasses cases.  So sweet. Wait until you see all the stuff I got for Tuff's birthday.

Two is a BIG NUMBER

Poor Bugsy.  Daddy missed her birthday.  We will have a cake party when he gets back but we had to do a little something to celebrate the day.

So we did it typical Homestead-style.

We went downtown for a walk and had dinner at Taco del Sol.  Bug loves their burritos.  Then we walked down to the Big Dipper and got a cone to celebrate the day.  Home to meet up with Nana & Papa and open presents. 

Bug had bubble gum ice cream.  Tuff had huckleberry.  Sweet had, you guessed it, vanilla.  And I had an ice cream soda.  We sat on a bench on the walking mall and talked about when she was born.  I love that baby.

Happy Birthday Sis. Love you.

New Trick: Documented

She likes crawling into Sweet's "bedroom" and now she thinks she wants to "sweep" with him at nap time.

Monkey See, Monkey Do

Bug in the Morning

Daddy says to Bugsy, "Make a Bulldog Face" and you get the following....

 Separated at birth?  That's Cousin Olive there on the right.

And then, of course, there is the "bantam rooster" look:

Guess what we are having for breakfast?????

Fudge

Cat Nap

Chili loves babies.