And We're Off

Molly got a new chair like the ones that she had seen and used at Hannah and Sadie's houses. She really likes sitting in it and reading her books... for .5 seconds. When I showed this picture to John yesterday, he asked if there's ever a time when she doesn't look like she's ready to run off to her next activity... and I'm pretty sure there isn't. She enjoys being an active tyke and I'm a little nervous to start art class next week. I'm not sure what the teacher was thinking -- it's for about 10 small ones for an hour once a week. I'm very interested to see how this goes.



Speaking of Hannah, Molly and her pal celebrated Valentine's Day together with a romantic dinner for two on Saturday.

That Pesky Cupid

Happy Valentine's Day!

Molly is just tickled that she has a new cousin -- and it's a BOY! Evan (we think) Christopher was born on Thursday night (8 lbs 1 oz, 19 3/4 inches) and is in for the ride of his life with his wild and crazy older sisters. That boy will be the purdiest fella around because I have a suspicion that he's going to be "playing" dress-up from day one.

She's Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack

Pirate Pat made a reappearance this week. Molly plundered the stash of pre-Molly pirate gear and dressed herself up as Molly Beard of Merrimac Street. She was, overall, a kind pirate. Instead of making me walk the plank, she relegated me to scullery duty and I dutifully complied.

Duck Days

Happy Tuesday! We're eagerly anticipating our visitors this week -- grandparents and friends -- who will help us stave off cabin fever. I think Harry would like a visitor in the form of an angel to come and rescue him. I don't think he likes the adoration that is being heaped on him by one small lady. I'm not sure what he's done for her lately, but she sure would like to get her hands on him. He's figured out a way to escape from her (surprisingly) gentle clutches each time but boy, she's got her eye on him.

Daddy Days

I ended up being pretty sick for most of this weekend so while I hunkered down on the couch, John and Molly got to spend some QT together and managed to come up with more crazy shenanigans. The two peas in a pod got to rearrange the kitchen (can't wait to be searching for something while Molly patiently (HAH!) waits for her dinner one night)...

had tongue time together...

decided to put Molly in charge of time keeping around here (please note the lone curl)...

flew some airplanes together...

and did their own version of supermarket sweeps...

I felt better today so I took Molly out for some beautiful 45 degree weather. We took a walk and, more importantly, had our first puddle stomp. I may not have done it quite right because I stayed in the same outfit all day. She, however, went through two pairs of shoes three pairs of pants. I wish I'd gotten some pictures but I didn't bring the camera outside since there were drips of water everywhere as everything melted (thank goodness!).

Those Funny Genes

Putting aside the uncanny resemblance to her dad for a minute, Molly (believe it or not) does have some personality traits, affinities for, preferences that are like her dad AND her mom (I know, I know, shocking that I'm in there too). Let's see...

Molly and I both like cheese a lot

Molly and her dad can both be awfully sleepy sometimes

But, I'm not sure from where she gets her affinity for ballet. I mean, we all like to cut a rug around here but Molly does a very nice arabesque (and has for awhile) so maybe she has principal dancer in her future. We were puttering around the other day during one snowstorm or another and for a good chunk of time (probably the duration of her snack) she was going back and forth between this position and having her two feet on the ground. And no, she never stopped eating...

When Dad's Away...

We roll a little differently around here when John is out of town. Apparently snacks taste better sitting on the table rather than at it and...



constant redirection that one's booty belongs in the chair doesn't really fly. It is much more fun to stand on the chair to survey one's domain.