No not really, so don't come over. Thanks to Emma's creative juices my house is covered with that crinkly green plastic grass. This is actually her second mini party with the grass. The first time I dutifully picked it up immediately. I have been feeling a bit lethargic from the smorgasbord of Easter candy from yesterday and decided to get in the shower to try and bring myself back to life. The shower turned into a nice warm soak in the tub. As I sat there already dreading the long Spring Break week ahead of me it occurred to me that I should have taken a picture of all the grass so I could post it on my blog. Emma must have heard my mental regrets and being the perfect 2 year old that she is decided to oblige me with a second grass party. That was when I was interrupted by Tobie coming and telling me that Emma was throwing the grass all over the place again.
I don't know how much you can tell, but the grass is scattered all over. Tobie hamming it up!
Don't let this picture mislead you, she was pretending to help so I would take a picture of her, then she dropped everything and started her maniacal laugh while doing some crazy dance. Thanks baby girl, and thanks to the person who invented this wonderful grass that is such a necessity in life.
No not really, so don't come over. Thanks to Emma's creative juices my house is covered with that crinkly green plastic grass. This is actually her second mini party with the grass. The first time I dutifully picked it up immediately. I have been feeling a bit lethargic from the smorgasbord of Easter candy from yesterday and decided to get in the shower to try and bring myself back to life. The shower turned into a nice warm soak in the tub. As I sat there already dreading the long Spring Break week ahead of me it occurred to me that I should have taken a picture of all the grass so I could post it on my blog. Emma must have heard my mental regrets and being the perfect 2 year old that she is decided to oblige me with a second grass party. That was when I was interrupted by Tobie coming and telling me that Emma was throwing the grass all over the place again.
I don't know how much you can tell, but the grass is scattered all over. Tobie hamming it up!
Don't let this picture mislead you, she was pretending to help so I would take a picture of her, then she dropped everything and started her maniacal laugh while doing some crazy dance. Thanks baby girl, and thanks to the person who invented this wonderful grass that is such a necessity in life.
2 comments:
Oh, that is the ONE thing I hate about Easter---that green grass (or whatever color it happens to be at that particular year). I mean I am picking that stuff up in October. I don't know how, but it just manages to stick around. Cute post. :)
I have been a servious blogging slacker! It was super fun to catch up on what you've been up to. LOVE the swim suit contest. Did you win? Also - Biggest Loser! I like that plan! I'm in. Why is it so much HARDER to lose than to gain???
Anyway, I miss you too!!! Still dreaming of fondue bunco at your house. Are you excited to move? Wanna come to Oregon first? Wait - did you already come?
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