Happy Valentine's day everybody. I am getting this in just at the wire even though I have been planning to write a post all week. I was also planning to make some cookies yesterday and finally use my cute set of heart cookie cutters I bought last year on sale. Instead, there are two smushed sticks of softened butter on my kitchen counter. I was also planning on doing the laundry. There is a load of wet and a load of dry down there right now. Where they've been since 10 am this morning. Let's not even discuss the last time I showered. In short, there is a mighty gap between what I plan to do and what I actually accomplish these days. Not surprising, but really, really getting to me.
It's come to my attention that when you have a baby girl you receive a whole badonkadonk-load of pink stuff. The other day Matthew called down while getting Willa dressed and said "You want me to put her in this pink onesie?" He caught himself and said "yeah, the pink one, you know which one I mean, right?" People, they're all pink. Now, if I had birthed her first, I might even be annoyed. But after three years of earth tones I am just like BRING IT ON. If I never see another fire engine, dinosaur or soccer ball again it will be just fine. Of course it can get just as ridiculous. Today she was in a pink sleeper on a pink polka-dotted blanket with a pink hat on and Matthew looked at her and said "Hmmm, I am detecting a color theme here..." And can someone tell me why the hell they put those stupid puff sleeves on baby girl's sleepers? She looks like a tiny Krystal Carrington. I would never even put her in them except for the laundry issue (see above). But it's not like we leave the house or anything. Sigh. Seriously, spring cannot come fast enough this year.
I don't know if you're going to be up for it, but come spring we're going to blindfold and steal you and Matthew and take you out in the country for beer someplace (http://www.krumville.com/).
You, uh, you might want to get a babysitter first. But then. THEN!
Happy Valentine's Day to you all.
Posted by: braine | February 14, 2008 at 10:58 PM
She makes me feel a gooshy inside. You two make some seriously adorable children.
Posted by: greentshirt | February 15, 2008 at 07:07 AM
She is all smiles in that picture. At least you're probably safe that no one will ask what "his name is" or "how old is he?"
Posted by: Noelle | February 15, 2008 at 09:43 AM
omg i can't stand it. honestly. i'm dying.
*hits floor*
Posted by: kara | February 15, 2008 at 10:31 AM
Yes, that smile is heart-melting.
So, let me just say "Hallelujah!" to the first part of this post. I am so there. My "To Do" and "Actually Did" lists are so out-of-whack it's not even funny. But I love me that baby girl of mine, and her big brother, too. So it's all worth it. And since we've been through the baby thing once before, I know there will come a time when it will be a little more possible to actually accomplish something besides nursing, pumping, playing (not bad!), and snuzzling. Oh, and eating constantly so I can keep nursing and pumping.
And the second part, I get that too. At this point, I don't care if it's pink as long as it doesn't have a ton of extra frouf. But the funniest thing is, Roo looks like a girly girl or a little boy day by day, depending on whether she's wearing new stuff (which is mostly gifts, and almost all pink or purple) or her brother's hand-me-downs. I covet those few little outfits that actually could go both ways.
Posted by: E. | March 03, 2008 at 03:35 PM