Dressed Up

Little Curtis hit church today in style. What a handsome boy.

   

Too Far?

Admittedly I've been too uptight in the past. I know that. You know that. As a mother of three kids, however, I've had to learn to relax a little and let go. I often have pep-talks with myself to convince the OCD side of my nature that there are certain things that aren't important enough to be contrary about. For example, last week I actually let my 3-year old wear mismatched flip flops in public. The old me wouldn't have stood for it. The new and improved me just can't find the energy to be bothered.

But, have I let it go too far? Is the new me just a little bit too apathetic about my Ellie's fashion sense? You be the judge. Yesterday she came downstairs in the following outfit asking, "Is this perfect, mom?" 

And, since I was busy doing something else, I said, "Yup" and let her be on her way. (Notice the hair isn't done either.) As she ran around outside, reveling in her fashion freedom, I had to wonder, should I really able to let go this much?

Popcorn

I did a "nice-mom" thing today and made some carmel popcorn for the girls. I put a little bit in a bowl for each of them and sat them up to the counter. 

Apparently Lindy can double as a hoover because within a couple minutes she was done her portion and was requesting more. Since they have already met their quota of goodies for the day I didn't think it was a good idea to give her more and had to tell her no.

She turned to her little sister and sweetly said, "Ellie, why don't you put your bowl right here between us and we can share?" To my surprise, Ellie happily scooted her bowl over for Lindy to dig in. Lindy turned to me, obviously very pleased with herself, and whispered, "See how smart I am?"

Oh yes, I do see. And I'm scared.

Little Boy

I just think my little baby is adorable. Why was I ever concerned about having a boy? Seriously...this little guy is my absolute favorite! 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Don't worry...I'm not confused. (Well, not any more than normal.) I'm simply celebrating my Canadian heritage by enjoying a FANTABULOUS turkey dinner with all the trimmings.

And before you ask...yes, Canadians DO celebrate Thanksgiving. We don't have the whole pilgrim/indian dealio, but the fundamentals are the same: gratitude for a plentiful harvest, etc. etc. Since the harvest happens earlier up in the great white north, our Thanksgiving falls a little earlier in the year. Here's a picture of me expressing my gratitude for a plentiful harvest:

Ian is in Moab on another mountain bike adventure, so Jody took a couple days off to hang out with me and my offspring. I'm not sure she was completely prepared for the insanity of this household, but she has endured well. Today we took the kids up to the Living Planet Aquarium. We got to see all sorts of marine life and we were able to touch some fairly disgusting sea creatures to boot! The girls were in HEAVEN! At one point I thought Ellie might actually pass out from the excitement. 

Thanks for a fun day, Jody...and Happy Thanksgiving everyone!