Its in Daddy's Genes

An old friend of ours, back in the days when he crashed on Hubb's couch every weekend, would great Hubbs in the morning with a rendition of Rod Stewart's "Maggie May".  Why? To honour his bed head, of course!

So I shouldn't be surprised to go get Monkey from her nap and find her wee bit of hair looking like this:

I'm getting OLD

While people tell me I look young, and assure me that at 31 I'm "just a baby", the realization that I'm getting old has really hit me lately.

No longer do I care if I have weekend plans.  That means that I can watch TV, read a book, do laundry or go to bed early and not be too tired to get up with the girls.  (OK, so if I'm being honest, I sometimes enjoy knowing we have weekend plans, but nothing that includes being downtown and trying to catch a cab in the cold at 3:30am!)

I care about fibre. Yup, when I glance at a nutrition label, I don't really look for the calories, or even the fat but gimmie lots of fibre.....

I wear winter boots (instead of shoes 95% of the winter, as was my previous practice) because they are practical and keep my feet warm.

I use the word practical.  And think being practical isn't all bad.

And my skin....  Well it is doing its own thing as it gets older.  My hands are incredibly dry.  I have developed eczema.  My heels are cracking (which kinda takes some of the fun out of a pedi now - its a necessity to keep my feet from cracking up and not just for the indulgence!)   My face is confused.  While parts of my face thinks I am 13 and is treating me to regular breakouts, my eyes and forehead are showing who's boss with some nice wrinkles.   I have begun using toner and am rethinking my 20 year relationship with Noxzema.  It takes me forever to get in bed by the time I use my hand cream, eczema cream, foot balm, toner and - NIGHT CREAM to Reduce the Appearance of Fine Lines and Wrinkles! 

What's next?  A subscription to large print Reader's Digest?

Sofa Saga - The conclusion

For anyone who's been wondering.....

The sofa saga continued with random flying visits from Mr. Owner until the plaster and sanding was complete.  He then used the 7 year old paint to touch up the walls and some random white paint I found to touch up the ceiling.  

No - the entire porch was not recoated.  But the walls really aren't noticeable, the ceiling is a little if you're looking for it (and walking thought the porch with your head up!) and, well, by then, we were just anxious to have the saga behind us!

The End.

Our baby is 1!

Yesterday we celebrated Monkey's first birthday!  I know everyone says it, but its true, where does the time go?  On one had it seemed to go so fast and on the other we can't imagine life without her.

Just a year ago we welcomed, via a speedy delivery, our second sweet girl.  And while most everyone assumes we wanted "our boy" or that we now have to "try for a boy", we really feel that Monkey makes our family complete.

Here she is at about 3 weeks old:

And here she is on her first birthday enjoying Papa's blueberry pancakes for breakfast and with her newest favourite "toy"!  (Notice the highchair - its vintage ;)  My brother and I both used it.  My parents keep everything, but that's another post!)

Miss J has grown to be a wonderful big sister, who always shares hugs and kisses (and unfortunately sickies from daycare) with Monkey.  And we have learned how to be parents of 2 - in doing so we have grown extra sets of eyes, arms and of course bigger hearts!

While Monkey was oblivious to the fact it was her big day - she did enjoy the wrapping paper and cupcake when she realized it was all for her!  She even increased her vocabulary to include "Wow", which she proclaimed after opening her presents.  

Miss J helped her open her presents of course:

We did have to delay her birthday party until next weekend, as Friday Miss J came down with a nasty bug (no big shocker there - that just seems to be the way things go with us!).  A loot bag is a great parting gift - stomach flu - not so much!  So Gramma, Papa, and Hubbs' sister's family came for supper and cupcakes.....

Which Monkey thoroughly enjoyed:

Happy birthday sweet baby girl.  Can't wait to see what the next year holds!