The goodie package arrived!!

Fortunately for me, big Q came home at lunch to pick up the car. I don't think I could have waited for him to come home to open it up. The first thing that I noticed was that the package had a dent. The second thing I noticed was the big "FRAGILE" on the side - the same side as the dent. Oops. Fortunately, nothing was broken.

Toki put a condition on the goodie package: I have to say what I did/do with the items. (I like your personal stamp on the back of the card!) Here's what was inside:
The shrimp crackers and Badtz Maru cell phone case are for big Q (according the the card I have to share *pouts*). We'll have to wait for Q to say what he did with them.

The cards and bracelet are beautiful! You are truly a talented person, Toki! I am thinking I may try to find a frame to hold my favorite cards. The rest will be used on presents. The bracelet, obviously, will be worn - after G gets a little bigger and doesn't try to eat everything.

The notebook is very cute - I may put it in my purse to write down odd thoughts that need to be written down (like "bring pediatrician's baby's present to G's 12 month appointment").

I think the mini clothes pins will be put to work at my desk - when we get around to moving downstairs, that is.

The book mark will be used to mark my place in a book.

The cookies are delicious! I have promised little Q that he can have some - if he eats his lunch. Do you really want me to say more?

And the Cadbury Creme egg? All MINE!!! I don't like sharing those, and since it's my goodie package - I'M NOT SHARING!!

THANKS TOKI!!

G's first "bonk"

Kids sitting peacefully next to each other, playing with different things. Suddenly a piercing cry is made, and when I look over: G is laying on her side, crying and screaming. I scoop her up, holding her close, and notice the blood dripping from her lip. Yup, the first bonk is always the worst! She bit her lip just hard enough to make it bleed - down her chin, dripping onto her clothes. (The part of me that isn't consumed with calming both kids down, comforting G, and getting the blood cleaned up is quite happy I put her in pink today.) [One hour after the event, Q admits to pushing G; we had a discussion about pushing and how it's not nice to do. "Yes it is!" was his response. Oh boy, it's going to be a fun day.]

Fast forward about 30 minutes, G is again happily playing with the metal bowl, and now Q is sitting on the edge of the toy box. You guessed it! The toy box tipped over, causing Q to fall on his ass. This scares him, quite a lot, and I get the distinct pleasure of listening to him scream. Then G starts to scream - in sympathy, I'm sure. After about 5 minutes, I finally get them calmed down, and now they are enjoying their lunch.

Ibuprofen, please.

[Q wanted to feed G during lunch, and somehow or another managed to fall of his chair and land, literally, on his head. How does he do these things??]

Wild Jenga nights!

I played Jenga for the first time last week. It was fun, we had a great time, and I was willing to play it again. I tried practicing this past week for last night, but trying to practice a balancing game with a 3-year old is rather difficult.

C had a great time riding Moo, the yellow horse. (Moo was named by Quin when he was about 20 months old, and had a difficult time remembering that horses go neigh and cows go moo.)

She also had fun sitting in Quin's "Thinking Chair" - watch some Blue's Clues for an explanation.














The evening's entertainment by C wasn't over yet! G managed to hit her in the nose during a very dramatic Jenga move. Then, in retaliation, she managed to kick him. This caused a glass of Merlot to fall onto our beige carpet. Who says (mostly) 30-somethings can't have fun?