Color Me Disgusted

When was the las time you enjoyed a meal so much that you literally HAD to take a bath in it?


When was the last time you tasted a dish you relished so much that smearing all over your face and hair was really the only option?



When was the last time you ate a piece of cake that tasted so delicious you had to stick your face in it and lap it up like a dog?



Miss Sadie shows this kind of enthusiasm at every meal. I thought it was a nod to my improving culinary skills until she showed a similar taste for paint during an ugly Color Me Mine incident:



Thank goodness that stuff was non-toxic. Anyway, I won't be getting a big head about my delicious cooking any time soon after that one . . . Paint? Gross! Still, it was about time I got a good eater who will eat anything that is put in front of her. And enjoy it!

Immunize By Two, It's Up to You!

I absolutely hate taking my kids in to get their shots (well, that makes them sound like puppies. I guess I should say immunizations). Honestly, I wish I couldn't picture what diphtheria (or tetanus or polio, etc) would be like so well in my head. I'd skip the shots all together if it weren't for my fertile imagination. Today was Sadie's 15-month well-baby check up (although that turned out to be a misnomer as she had ANOTHER set of ear infections. Yes, we are well on our way to my other favorite procedure, tubes. Goody!). Anyway, Sadie kind of knew what was coming when the nurse and I pinned her down on the table. And she definitely knew when the (3!) needles were aimed at her meaty little thighs. I HATE the look she shoots me, as if to say, "Et tu, Mommy?" Aren't I the one that's supposed to protect her from crazy people wielding sharp objects? I always have to avert my eyes, not only to block the betrayed facial expression on my sweet little baby's face but to avoid catching a glimpse of the little rivulets of blood that trickle down her tiny little legs (I am a fainter, after all). And then the screams come. The ear-drum-shattering, earth-shaking wails (where she holds her breath so long that her lips turn blue) that make my skin crawl. Seriously, I need counseling after these appointments. My girls have been pretty forgiving and very fast to forget, thankfully. After a couple of cuddles, they usually start to smile again. It takes much longer for me to recover. Immunize by two, it's up to you, they say. Well, I wish that "you" wasn't me, that's for sure. Still, it beats diphtheria, right?

Potty Humor

The wrong child took an interest in the new underwear I bought at Target yesterday:

And she's not even using them correctly. (Obviously!)

Today was my first full day of intensive potty training with Piper. I got so traumatized by training Chloe (aka Iron Will) that I have put this off for as long as I possibly could. And now I'm remembering WHY I was so traumatized. Let's just say things are not going well. And Piper is begging me to let her wear diapers. I am SO close to just letting her. Let's hope MY iron will kicks in soon!

My Little Marmoset

Last week we took Sadie to the zoo for the first time. And she fell in love with these guys:

We stood at their cage for about 15 minutes while she laughed and clapped and pointed at the little marmosets running around like they were possessed by demons. Crazy little monkeys!

Everybody else had a nice time, too (even though it was cold and rainy. Personally, I was glad for the weather. Less people and less zoo smell!)

Chloe is rocking the pose she learned at her school photographs (she has done this ever since she had her portraits taken a month ago) in front of the giraffe pen. Watch out, America's Next Top Model. Here she comes!

This was taken moments before Piper went down the elephant slide and got covered in playground bark. She wasn't thrilled. But in this picture, she is (despite the fact I forced her to wear pants).

It was a good day!

Some Random Facts About Sadie

*Sadie's favorite food is Rice Krispies (with milk).

*Sadie is an expert at "rolling it" during Patty Cake. In fact, she loves that part so much she basically skips the clapping bit and starts rolling those pudgy little arms as soon as I start singing.

*She is one of those 1 in 20 people who experiences swelling at the injection site and a mild rash 7-12 days after getting her MMR immunization.

*Her face positively lights up when her sisters come in to say good morning to her. She is a big fan of the big sisters.

*She looks really good in lavender.

*She crawled when she was five months old and walked just after her first birthday. She RELISHES the ability to get around on her own.

*Her favorite activity is to invade my "baking drawer" and pull out all the measuring cups and spoons. Her second favorite activity is to steal the little red eraser mouse on the laptop and hide it from me.

*She is named after a Beatles song.

*Sadie has four teeth.

*On the way to her 20 week ultrasound, John Mayer's Daughters played on the radio and I KNEW she'd be a girl. I am so, so happy I was right!

*When you hold Sadie, she tucks her arms down under her body and snuggles into your neck, giving you the best hug ever!

I'm not playing favorites. Stay tuned for Random Facts about the other two girls . . .

Here Comes Trouble

Sadie gets into things. According to the papers my pediatrician gave me today about developmental milestones, this is to be expected.


Still, I was kind of sad when she got into my eye shadow.



And when she found the bag of Goldfish Chloe left out.



And my purse. I was hoping the credit card raids wouldn't start for a few years. I guess if I can keep her out of the garbage (yes, she's done that, too), I'll count it a good day.

(Side note: These events took place on different days. Perhaps that little yellow outfit is behind all this? Should I burn it and risk releasing the evil spirits? Discuss.)