First haircuts

I was scrolling through some pictures on my computer when I happened across this one.

And my first thought was, “Who gave Felicity that awful haircut?”

Let them eat cake.

I wanted to do something with butterflies for Felicity’s cake and after searching the internet I came up with this. It seemed easy enough and I had the brilliant idea to do it ahead of time and have a very relaxing day preparing for her “party”.
Three days, three tries, and three trips to the store [...]

It’s been a year and the novelty hasn’t worn off yet.

I have a feeling it’s not going to, either.
We celebrated Felicity’s first birthday on Saturday, which was a little late. However, the only ones who minded were her brothers.
But I served hot dogs, mac and cheese, and a non-chocolate dessert and then they didn’t seem to mind at all.
The boys really enjoyed shopping for her. [...]

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

I’m loaded with many tedious videos of a one-year-old not blowing out her candle, not unwrapping her presents, not-quite walking and decidedly not smashing frosting into her hair.
And I’m not afraid to post them.
Stay tuned.

As opposed to how I usually do it when I just stop blogging and everyone assumes I’ve dropped off the face of the earth.

This time, I’m announcing that I’m dropping off the face of the earth for ten days!
(Okay, not really.)
(But you have to admit, this place might be a lot more interesting if I did.)
I’m actually just going to be internet-less for about ten days.
I still plan to write. But I also plan to paint, so we’ll [...]

Wow, who knew sugar was so flammable?

Let’s just say, I’m easily distracted.
I was cleaning up the breakfast dishes around 11 am after being distracted by this fascinating book earlier, when I noticed the syrup was a little low. So I decided to make some more.
As I was measuring the water (after already measuring the sugar), I got distracted and added too [...]

You said that already.

I can’t remember when it became obvious, but J does not like chocolate. In fact, we’re almost convinced it makes him sick. And by sick, I mean it makes him want to empty his mouth of the stuff.
Once Mr. French took him (and his brothers and the dog) to a store (to buy dog food) [...]

A sign of things to come, perhaps?

A few weeks ago, C was entertaining Felicity for me while I got dinner ready. When I was ready to take her back, he carried her over to me, took a step back, bowed and said, “There you go, Queen Felicity.”
To which she smiled and patted her subject’s little head.
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This afternoon, I was standing in [...]