Saturday, June 16, 2012

At the Ballet

Peeper and I went to see the local ballet company (the same ones who do the teas) perform Hansel and Gretel, and four other dances. Afterward, she told me "That was FUN!"



Friday, June 15, 2012

A Picking We Shall Go

Peeper and I picked blueberries and cherries with the MOMS Club today.

2.23 pounds of blueberries and 7.31 pounds of cherries to be exact.

Anybody have recipes to suggest?















Thursday, June 14, 2012

Sorted

This evening, I found Peeper in the sunroom, doing this.



General Foolishness

This guy performed at the kick-off celebration for the library's summer reading program. I think Shrike enjoyed the show at least as much as Peeper did!




Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Monday, June 11, 2012

Post Pool

We went to a summer kick-off swimming party with the MOMS Club this afternoon. My camera is waterproof. How did I not get any photos, or maybe even some video, of Peeper paddling around the shallow end with nothing but a pool noodle to hold her up? Doh!

I did get a couple of my two favorite girls going for a spin around the yard right before we left, though.



Look, We're Special Guest Stars!

Our Family's Rainbow Adventure

Thanks so much for having us over for a virtual visit!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Fun with Funnels



Kitchen Clean-Up

This afternoon, Peeper asked me (I swear), "Can I mop?"

When I bought the steam mop (which she is not allowed to use), I removed the middle piece from the handle of the Swiffer mop (just a plain one, not a Wet Jet) so it's the perfect height for her. She loves it, although she's pretty bummed that we're out of the special chemical-soaked disposable cleaning pads that you stick on the bottom, and that I'm not buying any more of them.

When I told her that we would just use a wet dishtowel (or water and vinegar if this were the mop that was actually cleaning the floor) she wailed, "But I WANT CHEMICALS!"

Oy.

So, anyway, I told her that we could mop, but first we had to vacuum, because in addition to the "muddy footprints" that she wanted to get rid of, there was dog hair, and bits of the outdoors, and crumbs and who knows what else.

Point is, she decided to help me with that, too.



Then about thirty seconds into mopping (before I even had my steam mop filled with water) she decided she was done.

I think she tricked me into cleaning the kitchen floor.