March brings the hope of spring,

In swampy places peepers sing... 

Cecily likes to 'talk to the pictures' of that book all by herself.  It's cute.

She's not content to scoot- now she wants to stand.  And help her big sister bug daddy.

 

This game didn't last long... ha.  Oh look, she actually is wearing 'sticking-on pants.'  (Daddy wears 'sticking-off pants' a.k.a. not leggings.)

We got to take Tirzah to story hour twice this month!  Cecily loves it when she comes... they play really well together so I don't mind it either.  *grin*  They requested peanut butter and jelly and bananas and chocolate milk for lunch. 

 Her embouchure needs work, but she looks so cute with her cheeks puffed out blowing raspberries...

 Off she goes with Cecily's broom.

 Last weekend was busy, but good.  The girls and I went to school on Friday, stopped at a flower shop on our way home to get some red and white flowers for Kayla (because, "...though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow..."), and then delivered them.  Cecily was very excited but very shy... haha. 

Saturday night we went to Communion.  Long story, but we were scrambling for a babysitter two days before; thankfully Sharon's neighbor girl wasn't busy.  And we're not sure what she thinks of us because Cecily spent an hour coloring the new color magic coloring book that she was not supposed to get out of her church bag...  Cecily told me that she 'listened to church music' so it was ok.  um...  Poor babysitter was probably bored out of her mind!  *sigh* 

Communion was good.  I really don't mind hanging out in the back with Emmy; it's nice to not have to sit still for so long.  It was really good to see Rod again- I even got a hug (aww)!  It's been a very long time...  Lester was not my favorite place to visit growing up, but I always enjoyed going to their house.  My first memory of the Bajema's is the toy semis... and using window markers on my glasses with Kelly.  Once we stayed there on the right weekend and got hot air balloon rides.  I finally got to meet Sue, so now I can put a face to the name.  

I never thought I'd say that I kind of love the Metzger connections, but I do... Sally and Tami were in church recently and it was fun to see them again.  Usually Jeanne and I are the lone representatives of the Fred Metzger family.  *grin*

So then Sunday we went to Washington for my cousin Kayla's baptism.  And my mom served lunch.  The girls and I spent the morning in the kitchen "helping."  Providing moral support?  Something like that.  It was a good day, though I feel like I barely saw anyone.  I saw lots of people across the room! 

This little stinker is not nearly as contrite as she appears.           

 Nothing is safe.

 And she's stuck.  She can screech pretty loudly when she's unhappy...

 Mmmm, bananas. 

 We got a new kitchen table!  It was delivered at 3pm Friday.  We had potluck at 6pm Friday.  This is Cecily and Emmy's interpretation of "don't make a big mess, there are men coming with a new table and then we are having company."  This is probably also the definition of karma.  *sigh*  (I know it doesn't look that bad, but little toys scattered all over take.so.long. to pick up.)

 O don't mind me, I'm just chilling under the piano with one leg in the air.

 I let her have pudding for her first snack at the new table. 

 It's so pretty.  And then I got out my china ("chine-oh") and set it for potluck.  I'm raising another generation of china lovers, yay.  She wanted to touch it so bad.  I let her put the napkins around, which she loved. 

 We still needed the old table to fit everyone, since we have 14 people in potluck and the new table (like the old one) only seats 12 uncomfortably. 

I keep staring at it.  Ha.  Potluck went well, the meat turned out, everyone else is a phenomenal cook so I ate too much, no lack for good conversation, and Emmy was pretty good.  If you're looking for a good coffee table book or need an Easter basket suggestion, I would recommend The Elements: A Visual Exploration of Every Known Atom in the Universe by Theodore Grey.  You'll never lack for interesting (that was up for debate) things to talk about at potluck!

Blessings.

Today I wore flipflops

And then I went barefoot.  And it was awesome. 

This little missy, however, is fond of shoes.  'I love my brown shoes, I love my brown shoes!'  ahem.  sorry, Cecily loves Pete the Cat....

 So this was one of the last cold days... playing with all the animals in the tent. 

 Sometimes she will be quietly playing in one room and suddenly take off for another room.  She knows exactly where she's going and what she is going to do when she gets there...

A demonstration of her Carli-style scoot:

 Daddy fed them a snack this evening...

 ...obviously...pringles and pudding...  no wonder they like him better. *grin* 

 We've been keeping busy.  My parents came back from Florida and we met them for pizza one evening.  We went to Grandpa Beutel's birthday party last Sunday.  We went shopping at 'Targamit and my red grocery store' (aka target and Kroger).

Cecily is loving story hour.  I ask her about it when she's done and she doesn't remember anything, but then over the next few days she sings me songs and tells me stories from the 'lib-ary.'  They bring the kids out in a line (it's so cute!  C and Tirzah and Hannah and Dean and Asher.... hehe) to pick out a book to check out...  and of course they all pull one at random.  Then we go home and read them over, and over, and over again.  By then she knows the story well enough that she can read it back to me...

Emmy likes to read too!    

 Sometimes when she takes off down the hallway she goes right into Cecily's room and straight to the dollhouse.  So far Cecily doesn't mind her playing with it. 

 I was cleaning and it's finally warm enough to take the rugs outside to shake them out.  So the girls came too.  Emmy scooted to the end of the porch so fast... so I stuck her on the driveway... and she went about halfway down and just sat.  Ah freedom.  haha.  She's going to wear holes in the seat of her pants. 

 Cecily prefers climbing, singing loudly, and picking leaves.

 So here is the furnace screen all painted and pretty.  Eeeeee it makes me smile.  I saw this painted cross stitch idea on pinterest (of course) and decided to try it on the peg board.  Bob just rolled his eyes, but I like it a lot.  It was fun to do, and so much faster than regular cross stitch.  *grin* 

 I know, I'm weird.  It was rather late at night, but what else am I going to do once the girls are in bed?  Plus, I love painting and cross stitch! 

Today was Pi day.  An epic Pi Day since Pi to 10 digits is 3.141592653- therefore on 3/14/15 at 9:26:53 it was the best thing since Mole Day!  haha.  We celebrated in Chemistry class (since they all do math on their own) and I love making pie.  I made mini pies in a muffin pan and told a lame joke- "What do you get when you divide the circumference of a bowl of ice cream by its diameter?  Pi a la mode!"  Mole day jokes are so much better. 

Though I don't hate winter, it has been wonderful to go outside.  We've been picking up sticks and today I cleared off flower beds and trimmed some vines back.  The yard is still muddy/soggy/not stroller friendly so I put Emmy in the backpack carrier and lug her around that way.  Little papoose.  She loves it and I can push a swing and pick up sticks and use a wheelbarrow.... Bob laughed and called me a pack-mule because I had Emmy on my back and Cecily insisted on a ride in the wheelbarrow- ha!  I decided I didn't need any extra exercise today.  

Oh and the neighbor came home while we were outside and her husband was helping her unload groceries from the trunk... "I don't want to see that boy's bottom, mommy."  O dear.  Pretty sure they could hear her.  And so it begins.... 

Actually, we made a rule at our house that we can't talk about bodily functions or bottoms/butts/stinkers/etc. unless we are in the bathroom because otherwise that is all that would be talked about... so instead she has conversations with herself that go like this; "I have a little bottom, don't talk about it Cecily, she doesn't want to talk about bottoms, it's not a nice thing to talk about, she doesn't want a 'pankin."  I laugh.

Anyway.  Yay spring! 
Blessings.

Happenings

Well, Cecily and Emmy spent most of last week under the weather.  Not terribly sick, thankfully.  And Emmy was teething so she was snotty, drool-ey, and grumpy.  And up every two hours at night.  Woot woot. 

I think she's going to be a scooter...  and not a crawler.  She went into the tent all by herself- pretty proud of herself.

 Heading for the shoes... 

 Cecily decided Emmy needed to wear a princess dress too.  Little maestros love to play the piano. 

 What's in here??

 O man, so when the girls don't feel well, they are downright emotionally unstable.  We didn't do anything Friday evening because Cecily was being so ridiculous... the worst was probably the meltdown because I used "her" bathroom. Ayiyiyi.
So suddenly it's March.  And we haven't done half of the fun winter things on my list yet! ha. Sunday evening Cecily and I went ice skating with a group from church.  She did fairly well holding on to the skating trainer, but she got tired and cold pretty fast.  I definitely got a work out pushing her around- thankfully Sharon and Grace took her around too...
On Monday we went sledding.  Sort of.  I took the girls to Bob's parent's because they have a small hill.  Cecily went down all of three times and wanted to go inside to play.  O well, we can say we went sledding.  *grin*
Bob brought her home a lego set.  It's a mountain cabin with a mountain and a waterfall.  It's pretty cool.  She likes it a lot.   

 Happy baby finally has her two front teeth peeking through.

Yesterday Cecily got to go to her first story hour at the library.  It was about pirates, which she loves. She liked getting to pick out a book too...  I really should go to the library more often.  *grin*   
Blessings.