January is one of those months where nothing special happens. We are recovering from football season, from December, from the excessive spending around the holidays. We stay in, snuggled up watching movies, working puzzles and playing tea party. The girls go to bed early and we stay up late, reading or talking. Work is busy and stressful, design work is starting to pick back up again and we are finally getting back into a routine three weeks after school started.
This is what a typical January Tuesday night looks like.
Sophie insists on eating yogurt while we cook dinner. She is obsessed with sitting in her chair, wearing a bib and feeding herself. She is getting really good at it, but sometimes uses her fingers to dig the last few bits out of the container. I wish I could tell you how she pronounces yogurt. It’s sort of like odent or odunt, but said as a single syllable. Does that even make sense? She has the sweetest little language and I find myself so sad as she starts saying things right. Just this week she started saying baby instead of baden. Sad.
Ella pretty much cried from the moment I picked her up. She was furious about the dinner selection and tried her hardest to negotiate cereal. I don’t usually force the girls to eat things that they don’t like. We save those for after they’re in bed or offer them an alternative. I am not, however, letting her eat cereal just because she doesn’t want something on a given day. Saying you don’t like something doesn’t make it so. Especially when we’ve seen you go back for seconds only a few short weeks ago. She cried so hard that she passed out on the couch for an hour. You know what happens when big isn’t watching? Little steals the lip balm from her backpack (and mom notices how dirty her kitchen floors are!).
While Ella cried and complained about everything last night, Sophie couldn’t have been happier. She loved the yogurt, had two helpings of dinner, played tea party in the living room and danced a little to “baby rock” (Baby by Justin Bieber). When I offered up a bubble bath, she went nuts! This is her admiring her ponytail in the mirror. Apparently, Heidi was fixing ponies for the bit girls and Sophie insisted she join in the fun. She looked like Pebbles Flintstone!
Nothing makes this girl happier that bubbles and cups in the bathtub.
Well, maybe her Dora toothbrush and a little of big sister’s toothpaste.
Thanks to Daylight Savings, both girls were tucked in by 7 o’clock and no one was the wiser. SD walked across the street for a basketball game and I managed to actually sit down at the computer for more than 5 minutes at one time. I deem it a huge success that I managed to upload images, schedule this blog post, check Facebook and take a peek at Pinterest all in the same sitting. Now if only I could find a cute red dress that didn’t cost $100, I could call it a day!
