Bebe H was feeling pretty good during our recent trip to Target. So good, in fact, that she behaved impeccably and earned herself a new toy. (This new toy may or may not have been actually for me, as both bebes had been fighting over the single bouncy ball at our house, and I may…
Whenever I had a spare quarter as a child you can bet I always spent it on the same thing. Candy. And now, decades later, same thing. Candy. It always ends up (mysteriously?) in my shopping cart. I can go through a Halloween size bag (the big bags for sharing, not the little individual sad-size…
Bebe H is pretty darn good at picking out outfits. She can pull off mis-matched socks, leggings and shorts with a faux-fur vest like nobody’s business. And though she’s fully aware that most folks she meets are *not* real princesses, she has no problem dressing like a princess herself. Today I needed to pick up…
Bebe O is all Boy. He’s always climbing, jumping, running straight for the street. He’s recently learned that he can pee at will, which has presented all sorts of fun at our house. For instance, the other night he tried out his new trick after his bath – right out over the balcony. Awesome. :/…
Ahhh, my girl. Little Bebe H. Little Miss Skeptical. Little Miss Lion-In-a-Lamb’s-Body. A little bit Spock, a little bit diva. We went to a Princess themed birthday party this weekend complete with a real live “Princess”. When we were driving home, I asked her what her favorite part of the party was. She…
[…] was so jazzed up that while I was in line waiting to pay for our new treasures (check out yesterday’s post), she couldn’t stand still. Luckily the store was nearly empty so I let her drift a bit. […]