Spring Break is Over

Last night, M wanted to try sleeping without a diaper. While I am not much invested in this process (or the laundry associated with it), the thought occurred to me that she would eventually have to learn this skill, and I might as well let her try while she wanted to - even if I felt like being a slacker mom.

At 5:00 this morning, M woke me up to change her jammies and her sheets. Oh well. It actually turned out really well because I decided that since I was up I might as well make Justin's lunch (his alarm goes off at 5:15). And then, since I was awake, I just got going on my day. Since we have had Spring Break, and sickness, and an unordinary month in February.... it has been a while since I have had one of those "accomplish a lot" days.

So - drumroll please - I finished the bumblebee costumes:


I really liked them, which makes it even more imperative to get the flower costumes up to snuff. Even E noticed the difference - "Mom, hers has more sparkles than mine."

E likes to dress herself and anyone else who will let her (M does not let her - surprise, surprise). I've managed to get her to "match" the clothes she picks for GQ - he ends up monochromatic, but that's better than psycho - but her version of matching her own clothes is a little shady.

The pink underskirt in this photo is a favorite of hers. I picked it up at a trading clothes event. Free, I thought. Pink, I thought. E will love it, I thought. And so I picked it up. This was a BAD choice. This dress has an elastic waistband and Justin and I are pretty sure E will be able to wear it until she's 12. She often "saves" it for special events - events where she goes out in public - and then pairs it with pink and purple tights.

In this case she chose to wear it under a favorite dress of hers because "the dress is getting short and so it's kind of like a shirt." Later in the day, while we played outside, she wore her brown winter boots with it. If only I could be so stylish.

Speaking of style: M and GQ decided to wear their Christmas jammies to bed tonight. Perhaps they are expecting Santa tomorrow? I guess that's not too odd of a thought since I totally forgot St. Patrick's day and we ended up celebrating 2 days later.

M took this picture of me. In it you can see the really great job I did cutting my bangs this last time around. I think I do it well 1/3 times. Which means I pretty much have 4 weeks in the year when my bangs look normal instead of too short, too long, or too crooked.

E took this photo: Forgive the bug eyes.