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Ultimate Playdate, In Pictures

Because I’m too pooped from it all to write much else.  Greg and Jackie joined us with their son Desmond and their nephew Danny.  Danny belongs to Kelly, and you should go read her blog because she is a very witty lady.  It was great to see them, and I think the kids all had fun.  The grown ups didn’t get to catch up very much, too busy running after children.  Such is life when you’re a parent, I guess!

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She’s smiling because she’s about to run away.

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Some daddies carry their spawn like this.

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And some Daddies carry them like this.

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Avery dancing on stage.

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Requisite Mommy/Zoe picture.

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And a Jackie/Desmond picture.

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Danny, and his serious/adorable face.

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Greg and Jackie–how cute are they?

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Desmond and the bubbles.

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Danny and Avery.  Shove unintentional, she’s just clumsy.

Second Birthday!

Colleen and David are two of my oldest, dearest friends.  They were both in my wedding, and both met my babies within hours of being born.  Colleen was actually IN the hospital while I was pushing both girls out.  She’s awesome.  :)

Anyway, we got together with Colleen and David Saturday night to celebrate my birthday.  Almost two months after the fact.  We’re busy people, y’all.  And because they love me an awful, AWFUL lot; they gave me the most adorable, tiny, GREEN iPod.  This is my first iPod ever.  Yes, I know.  Dark ages, blah blah blah.  I’m so excited to fill it up!

So here’s my question.  What’s YOUR favorite song?  What songs do I absolutely have to put on this little thing?  Bear in mind that I’m still hopelessly stuck in the Nineties.  I need help.

Another THANK YOU to Colleen and David.  I’m not sure that my girlish squealing was thanks enough last night.

This Sums Her Up Perfectly

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Always smiling.  Always silly.  Always looked upon adoringly.

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Saturday Night Dog Show

Look at his agility!  Or his clumsiness, whichever.  He likes the hose.  And his pretty pink pool. It’s VERY manly.  And yes, a bath was DEFINITELY required after this little bit of playtime.

The Junior League

I like to think that we raise LADIES here.

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Nice young ladies with manners.

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And social graces.

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Future Debutantes.

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We’ll work on it tomorrow.

It’s A Good Day

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Today was my Granny’s very LAST radiation treatment.  And tomorrow, I get to hug her.  In person.  These two things make me very, very happy.

Ultimate Playdate, Ultimate Heat

Back in September, I ran into an old high school friend at one of our fave hot spots, the Pirate’s Cove.  I hadn’t seen Amber in probably ten years, so it was quite random.  She has two boys, close in age to my girls, so we’ve kept in touch and tried to organize a playdate.  When she invited us to the Ultimate Playdate in East Cobb, I was all, “Sure!  Let’s do it!” completely forgetting about the oppressive heat that IS Georgia in summer.  But I will say–it was totally worth it.  The girls had a great time and I had alot of fun catching up with Amber.

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We got there a bit early, so we staked out some shade first and foremost.  Once it became clear that standing around in the shade was NOT fun for these two, we went and played on the playground for awhile.  This was probably when I released my first bucket of sweat.  FROM MY BODY.

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Once Jay Memory from Memory Dean started playing, Avery had discovered the set-up that My Gym provided, and I lost her.  Well, I could see her, but she had no interest in me anymore.  Tubes!  Slides!  Kids!  So Zoe and I found a spot near a fan(Thank You, Jesus) and had a snack.  Did you know Zoe loves raspberries?  She does.

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Avery came in for a pit stop.  Look at my girl, completely unphased by the heat.  Is she mine?  Did I give birth to her?  I was ready to go sit in the van with the A/C on full blast and hope for the best as the children manned themselves.  But, maternal instinct won out and we sat and listened to the music for awhile.  Mr. Memory was playing some good music–Radiohead, Johnny Cash, Allman Brothers.

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Then Amber got there, and we got to gabbing, and next thing I know, Avery’s missing.  Apparently she was going to push this big ball all the way across the park.  So I retrieved her, got back to the fan(Again, THANK YOU LORD) and the kids music started up.  He did a great job with the kids, getting them to participate and dance.  The kids just went BANANAS.

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Avery got up on stage with Amber’s eldest, Jackson.Jackson is second from the left, Avery second from the right.  Note how Avery is doing EXACTLY what Mr. Memory told them not to do–yank on the rope.  Oh well, she was shaking her booty and having a good time.

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Oh look.  Sara swung the dial on the camera(Probably while dancing with a baby on her hip) the wrong way and totally screwed up the settings.  Some days I feel like such a noob.  All the pictures after this one are too dark.  Which is unfortunate, because I had these ADORABLE shots of Jackson and Avery holding hands down the nature trail.  But wait!  Daddy showed up toward the end with his shiny new Google Phone and took some!  Daddy saves the day AGAIN!

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And also!

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We made it down the nature trail, investigated the impossibly delicious-looking creek(We’re bringing suits next time) and turned back around and headed home.  A GREAT playdate, heat and all.  We’ll be back next week.  With more water.  My water supply was WOEFULLY inadequate.

Oh yeah.  One other thing.  Probably about a half hour before we left, Avery collided with a boy and wound up with a bloody lip.  It stopped bleeding pretty quick and she stopped crying pretty quick, so we thought no more of it.  Then we got home, and she started complaining while eating dinner and I realized just how swollen it really was.  A closer look and OMG THE LITTLE FLAP ABOVE HER TWO FRONT TEETH IS SEVERED.  It looked pretty gnarly to me, so I packed her up and we went to Children’s Urgent Care which is conveniently just down the street.  We actually saw the same doctor we saw for her last Nursemaid’s Elbow. I love everyone at this facility–they’re always so NICE.  So different from grown-up doctors.  Here, doesn’t she look distressed?  Yeah.  She was a total trooper.

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The doctor took a look, and told us that no stitches were necessary.  Apparently if you sever the frenulum labii superioris(AKA little flap), it will repair itself in a few days.  Good to know in the future.  Avery was sent home with a popsicle and I think she slept harder last night than she has in months.  Her lip is pretty nasty looking today, all purple and whatnot, but she’s been a trooper.  Except when Mommy totally forgot about her boo boo and wiped her mouth.  “MOMMY!  You touched my BOOOOO BOOOOOO!  It HUUUUUUURTS” is what she said through sobs.  Again, I am WELL on my way to that Mommy Of The Year Award.  Dusting off the mantle now.

He Fits For Now

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This will not work for too much longer, so I’m trying to take advantage of his smallish size while I can.  Everywhere we take him, people tell us how OMG-HUMONGOUS-BEASTLY-JUSTBIG he’s going to get.  We’re still OK with that.  Oh and look at his one floppy ear!  It’s just developed.  Does it just kill you?  It SLAYS me.

And see this one below?  This one tells you he LOOOOOOVES me.  You know, because he’s trying to bite my face off.

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No, he was not being aggressive.  No, he didn’t hurt me.  He’s exceedingly gentle with those big ol’ jaws.

P.S.  I haven’t forgotten about my human children, I swear.  A kid-centric post is forthcoming.  Thanks for your patience while I drown in doggie love.

Saturday Night Art Show

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Red Eyed Tree Frog, with Bugs (And Poo)

Avery got a toy red eyed tree frog at the zoo last time we were there.  One morning this week, she decided to draw its picture and give it to Aunt Kelly.  Here’s the end result.  You can see the frog on the left, leaves/trees and bugs on the right.  Here’s her subject–

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Now.  About that poo.  It’s a common theme in Miss Avery’s drawings this week.  It started with a cat she drew for Grandma.  There was a suspicious brown spot near its bottom, so I asked her about it.  “That’s poop, Mommy.”  And so it began.

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Here’s a close-up.  See that greenish-brown color surrounding the poo?  That’s a “Poop Catcher”.  I have NO IDEA what a poop catcher is or why a tree frog would need it, but the artist says it’s important.  We’re all about artistic freedom here, even if it involves excrement.  EVERYBODY POOPS, y’all.

Water Dawg

It started with Gimli running laps in the backyard, the way young dog are known to do at times.  And then he discovered the pool, which happened to have about two inches of water in it.  And then this is what happened, in Gimli’s own words.

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“Hmm.  It’s like a really big water bowl.  NOT AT ALL like the bath I was forced to endure the other night.  No, somehow this is COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.”

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“VERY interesting.”

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“I think I LOOOOOOOOOOVE this.”

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“I’m gonna get YOU, Water!”

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“This is totally rad.  Can we get one in blue?”