February

That's the only title I could come up with for this post. I think I am in a funk. I don't use the word funk on a regular basis, but I just can't think of anything else. That's why I am going to make myself some dessert. This is it.

Guess what? I am the only person in my house that likes these. Is it wrong that I will be preparing a dessert that no one likes but me? I think not. Mama deserves a little treat.

I pretty much don't like February. It's cold, rainy, dismal, and thankfully... short. I have never been a big Valentine's Day person. When my favorite niece,Kate, was born on February 3, 2010, it gave me an excuse to try to like February. So for the last couple of years, I have been enjoying at least the beginning of the month. This year?

She could have ended this little note with... "because I vomited all over the kitchen floor last night when I walked in the back door." See... it's February. So we didn't get to do our only fun February thing. Turned out to be a pretty mild "virus", but it still kept us away from our family and friends. :-(

We missed this..

And this...

Ok.. I will try to be a smidge cheerier. We did do a little craft that I saw in the kids' High Five magazine. I'm pretty sure that makes me a good mother. Actually, Frannie saw it and planned the whole deal. She even reminded me about the supplies she would need at the grocery store.

They were very simple. I used a die cut for the hearts and bought some popsicle sticks. We already had googly eyes.

True to form, Fran's were symmetrical and had very neat little smiles. Rush's were alien heart-shaped hand puppets that had between three and six eyes each. I love how they each put their own little spin on the same activity. :-)

I'll leave you with a picture of two seriously happy kids. I think it goes without saying at this point that I do NOT enjoy public toys. Who am I kidding? I don't like public spaces. Period. But when you have two little ones, you are generally in public spaces quite a bit. So, they went to a birthday party at a local public jumpy place. They ran wild and jumped and screamed with the other 322 kids from the five birthday parties happening in the place. We only left with one black eye. (Yes, really, Fran got elbowed in the cheekbone/eye socket.) So on the way out, Rush asked if they could please ride in the little jeep thing. You know the one where you put in quarters and it kind of shakes and bucks and make some noises? Well, my kids had never been in one. I know.. pretty sure that cancels out the crafty thing from earlier. I should have let them do this before now. I just imagine all the germs that are all over those things. I think it may be because I am around kids all day that I feel this way. I know how nasty they are. Anyway. I figured I might as well win Mother of the Year while we were there at the already public jumpy place. I popped those two quarters in and out came this...

Pure joy.

Fran and Phil go to their dance tomorrow night. I can't wait to for her to get dressed up. She is SO excited! Rush and I are going on a date, too. I told him he could choose the restaurant for our dinner. He chose McDonald's. I promise to be back with some sweet Daddy/Daughter pictures... hopefully by the end of the weekend. I promise to leave my sarcastic bone at home when I post that one. You caught me at the end of a week that had too many days in it. :-)