Miss has had some trouble with a bit of eczema. We discovered it was probably largely being caused by her frequent wearing of her “ballerina costume.” So I have had to tell her she can no longer wear it and explain why. I was worried this might lead to an all out screaming fit. But to her credit, Miss has taken this in stride and is now just working on expanding her dress up repertoire. At a play date on Friday she was a doctor. Yesterday, she was a princess. She had been wearing high-heeled play shoes and carrying a Snow White purse in addition to her tutu and crown, but in preparation to go outside to play, we discussed every princess’s need for real shoes and sunglasses. She chose boots. It’s a good look.
The weapon of the Evil Queen? A watering can.
The battle.
It was epic, of course. Miss alternates between enlisting her sister in the roles of “Monster,” “Evil Queen,” and “Prince Charming.” Lass plays along happily. It’s so fun to watch.
Last night I think my husband and I finally reached real “grown up” status. We had a grown up night and play date in one. It was awesome. Our friends came over with their three kids, my husband cooked ribs, the kids played, no one got hurt or threw a tantrum, my friend and I chased kids around and had a some great grown up conversation (as only moms can do while managing five kids running and climbing all over and one newborn), and our husbands consumed a couple of grown up beverages while talking about manly things and occasionally bouncing a baby. Good food and good company led to a supremely enjoyable evening.
The four oldest kids all crammed into our tiny sandbox. This thing was the entertainment hit of the evening. They all played in there, even dumping sand over each others’ heads, and never once was there an argument amongst them.
It was beautiful.
This little munchkin was the star of the show. She loves to be outside, and she rocked the bouncy seat when she wasn’t eating or napping in her swing inside. A good time was had by all.
Today we’re having a lazy Sunday at home. The big girls are outside playing with their daddy. Our garden is starting to produce a few items ready to be eaten (radishes and lettuce). We have lots of leftovers from dinner last night, so I won’t have to cook. This is the life. Happy weekend to you.
