Sometimes a Picture Says . . .

Sometimes A Truce

If you have spent any time in our household you know that Mia and Sebastian just do not get along.  I'm not talking about sibling rivalry.  I'm talking about the sole idea of co-existence.  Both of them, live to annoy the other.  Mia in her little sing-song voice will greet Sebastian in the morning with "Oh Sab, you're a baby." That simple, although loaded phrase, skyrockets the entire day on a path to destruction.  Believe me, Sebastian has many, MANY ways to volley the ball right back at her.  Curt is beginning to despair about the hours and minutes chipping away at our lifespans due to high blood pressure.

However, every once in a while, during a full moon - they get along, really well.  We went to the Orange County Fair a few weeks ago.  I had promised, Mia especially, that we would go all week.  Of course, several hours before, it rains, really rains.  Both kids are distraught and I can't believe my luck.  So, we head out anyway.  The fair was an interesting place to say the least, when we came home and Mia told Curt she saw a kangaroo, he looked at me and said fact or fiction?  Nevertheless, they had a HUGE bouncing castle and maize.  They both were dying to go on it, wet and all.  I told them to go for it, with one condition - they could not let go of each other.  Sab, if you ever read this blog, know that you were a GREAT big brother that day.

Here they are:

Sweet right?

Mia at the end of our night, riding a train pulled by a quad runner.  Sab rode too, but I wasn't allowed to photo.

Sab going down the slide.  See Mia in the corner watching?

A massive bubble blower



 Sab helping Mia up the slide, at least 20 times.  You could hear him over and over again saying ,"Seriously Mia, that's all the faster you can go?"

I know my pictures are out of order, but please know that I organized a few of my kitchen cabinets with the extra time!

Where to start, where to start?!?  The last post was Easter egg coloring.  Oh, gee, I'm really sorry Mom.  These will be really out of order but who cares?  I'm not one to embrace order.  Look at my tupperware drawer.  My oldest sister is very orderly and truly I admire that.  No, I'm not saying that because her birthday is quickly approaching, but because it is one of her talents.  I often wonder if she feels peace from that order.  For example, Christmas Eve I'm still wrapping gifts, yelling at Curt to put toys together, everyone is distraught, stupid Santa.  My sister has everything assembled, loaded with games, alphabetized, annoying package straps snipped, it's amazing to witness.  After, my blog catches up, I'm going to try a life of order - I know, we will see.

Mia, age 3, is funny, mischievous, curious, TALKATIVE, and growing much too quickly.  I don't want her to reach the stage where we do not relate.  Sometimes, you get so caught up in daily rituals you forget how special life is and each day could be your last.  It's deep, dehydrated pool time and a rum and coke will do that.  Long story short, Mia and I had our very first official Girls Day!  We had some photos taken (soon to be posted), went to Build - A-Bear and went to Snip Its for her very first haircut.  I know, I know, 3 years old and a FIRST haircut!  Anyway, see below, these are a few of my favorites.

Making our new friend Fluffy Bunny.  Giving her an air bath to be fresh and ready.  She told Mia she prefers to be naked and her tinkerbell dress and jelly heels were too poky.

Big girl stuff.

A lot of doubt.

This is the end product and a certificate to boot.  They asked Mia what she wanted, a bow, butterfly or fairy dust.  She answered Yes.  Who wouldn't want all of that?