Fun with my Favorite Peeps

My lady love and I continue to take loads of selfies, usually in the laundry room before school.  That was a great pun, in case you missed it.  Loads in the laundry room.  

We busted out the spring attire for our 84 degree day on Thursday. YaYa picked up Genevieve from school on Friday, and they frolicked in the neighbor's flowers.  

My dear mother snapped this shot of beautiful Kashmir.  We are celebrating her Quinceanera all week, mostly because I'm too lazy to look up her actual birthdate on her American Association of Purebred Felines or Fancy A** cats or whatever.  

I just know she's 15 years old this week or next.  

Yes, that is a kitty-sized tiara.  

On Saturday we had big plans for the zoo, but were sidetracked by another liquid lunch for momma at the Bakersfield Taco Company on Mass Ave.  My own dear Madre was driving.  I only had to steer the toddler.  My parents and Robby and Meghan joined us.  

We made our usual pit stop at the toy store.  Those be-khakied legs belong to Bob, purchasing yet another toy for Miss Sassafras. 

Genevieve was beyond excited about this Grumpy Cat bust that we discovered.  

She couldn't stop staring at it.  

  

Then we headed home for roller coastering.  This was G's big Easter present, and I had "forgotten" it at my parents' house.  

Our yard now has all of the plastic finery of a ghetto daycare.  Speaking of such, our fence is being sealed and painted very soon.  

On Mother's Day we enjoyed our very first family nap in our bed.  I think this is where G discovered her crib is bunk and our bed is amazing.  

Round 2 of grandparents rolled in this afternoon.  Abby shared the spotlight with Elmo, as usual.  

G's new whip is another piece of plastic.  

She engaged Papi in some serious conversation, all while remaining perfectly balanced on her quadricycle.  

And scene!

Time to remove a shirt.  

We had such a wonderful weekend surrounded by both sides of the family.  

Our Weekend

Our weekend started with an early pick up of Miss Genevieve from daycare on Friday.

She had another double ear infection.

No more wishy-washiness for us.  We go to the ENT in two weeks and most likely our girl will be getting some tubes!

All of the cool kids are doing it.

My little lady love is particularly clingy of late.  She is about 2 inches behind me at all times, if she is not peeking out from between my legs.

I wish I was kidding.

So when she saw me doing a little stretching, she joined right in.  

She now mimics everything she sees.

*It's amazing how big my legs look in these photos.  It is just a bad angle and they are totally normal.  Except that they're not. 

On Saturday we visited Indy Reads Books, a great little used bookstore downtown.  They had therapy dogs visiting, so I jumped at the chance to take G.

She just loves dogs.  

She warmed up quickly to Terrence, this Mini-Pin.

This was as close as she would get to Hallie, the Poodle. Maybe it was the puff ponytail on the top that unnerved my child.  I was rather disappointed, because I thought that dog was cuuuuute.  

I mean, look at those toes!

G ripped up a book before I could get to her, so I embraced the "You break it, you buy it" policy.  I was relieved to be out only $1.  If it ain't a board book, G will shred a book like it's toilet paper. 

I rewarded such naughtiness with a trip to one of my favorite spots.  The name says it all.  It is not false advertising.  

Their truffles are my favorite, but they also make some great gelato.  Gelato for Genevieve would make a great book title. 

 I had to make a tough choice today between running up to the mall and taking a nap.  Naps usually win, but I had lots to return.  I came home to see my little copycat working hard with her father.  

Trinity cleaned out the garage and swept the screened in porch today.  I took a nap.  The mall trip really wore me out.  Our yard is looking more springy each day!  Only 18 more school days left!

Abby and Papi recently visited for an overnight adventure.  They took G outside for a walk.  I assure you that this is Genevieve, not the Unabomber.  

We parked it, as usual.

Papi was the King of the Cozy Coupe neighborhood trekking.  I tried to take out the floorboard last week so she could start Flintstoning herself around.

No dice.  

She refused to do any work, and would scream and throw her head against the steering wheel.

Talk about road rage.

How many adults does it take to swing a toddler?

This is my favorite video lately.  Patsy is greatly concerned that Genevieve won't learn to spell her name until middle school.  Therefore, they have started working on it early. 

We now sing this jingle regularly.  Each time I sing it I laugh about the prevalence of vowels in my poor child's name.

We Met Elmo!

Genevieve had a life changing experience on Saturday afternoon.  My mom and I took her to see Sesame Street Live.

I mentioned that Elmo was coming to town, and before I knew it Bob had procured the "Sunny Seat Experience."  We got 3rd row seats and a chance to meet Elmo!

Dad had no interest in actually attending the event, but he did drop my mother off at the theatre.   

We were shuffled down to the basement of the Murat Theatre, like the true VIPs that we are.  The room had been transformed into Sesame Street.  It was magical.

Just kidding.

We're not VIPs, and there were a couple of screen backdrops. 

There was a light up Grover that really got G jazzed.  

Abby Cadaby was singing from this little machine too.  She hit that button about 10 times.

And then things got crazy!

Elmo and Cookie Monster walked into the room.

That's when the "babies" were really separated from the "toddlers."

There were children flinging themselves on the floor, screaming and losing their little baby minds.  Their parents were thrilled they had paid extra for that fabulous experience.

My child was so ecstatic that she almost photo bombed everyone's picture.  She didn't quite understand that she couldn't continuously run and jump on Elmo.

Zoe was a hit too.

After our riveting hug session, I discovered that we still had 45 minutes until show time.

We colored.

Then it was time for the show!

Our seats were great!

She really liked her seat.

Then she got tired and sat with YaYa for a little bit.

This is my favorite picture of the day.

My mouth breathing has officially been passed down to my sweet girl.

Check out those gaping mouths!

We tried to get another picture.

That went super well.

We finished our memorable day with cupcakes.

Le duh.

Father/Daughter Dance

My school hosted a father/daughter dance on Friday evening.  Trinity and Genevieve supported the event.  

Our daffodils were looking glorious.

So was the hose.

Geesh.

The lights were out in the gym and the DJ was spinning some tunes.

She preferred dancing with her father, as you can see what happened when I tried to give her a whirl.

We were a bit concerned about where she learned this move.

She danced until midnight.

Really, she danced from 6:15 to 6:40.

A lot of 2% was consumed.

It was a great night.