Our weekend

This weekend we got to spend some time playing with the fam. Really the girls did a whole lot of nothing while the boys ripped it up on their dirt bikes. But I enjoy doing nothing with these particular girls because they are loads of fun. Unfortunately, we did not have Miss Ivy this weekend and as usual she was missed.


About a year ago we were at the Sunriver Village and some tourist were taking pictures of one another next to a bear outside this store so Rosie asked me to take her picture with the bear. And now every time we pass by this store she asks me to take her picture. This time was one of the few times I actually had a camera, typically they are the "chick-chick" pretend pictures.






I'm pretty sure these two couldn't possibly be any cuter! They have these fun little carts at the grocery store, the girls love them.

WARNING: Cart + toddler = trouble!

Saturday afternoon we went to the Children's museum here for the first time. It was good times. I'm pretty sure we will be going back again soon.

A trip is never complete without a house built from giant foam pieces.


















Here Uncle B is in the Palmer Home construction room ordering a pizza from the pizza girl. This was by far her favorite room. BTW - the phone really called from one room to the next

There was pumpkin painting

And of course there was eating as there is always eating!

It was a good weekend - I can't wait to see them all again soon.

A lazy day at home

Rosie hasn't been feeling well the last few days. I think she just got a cold but it aggrevated her asthma and made her miserable. With the kind of cough where I'm sure she is going to vomit her yogurt and honey on me any time. So we have had some seriously lazy days this week. Today was Barbietopia. I remember playing Barbies when I was little. I loved dressing them up and getting them all ready to go somewhere . . . horseback riding, the dance, shopping, camping, where ever. But by the time everything was all set up and they were ready to go I'd lose interest. Somethings never change.

The little one is sick but don't worry, she isn't so sick she can't transform into a showgirl at the drop of a hat! We were watching some show the other day and there was some guy singing in Vegas with pregnant showgirls behind him. She promptly told me she planned to be a pregnant showgirl - alrighty then!

The whole Becker family was in town this weekend. We had some good times! We all went to the pumpkin patch and corn maze on Saturday. Ivy fully enjoyed the hay bail climbing structure. Her and Anna played hide and seek until Anna's butt got stuck in the tunnel.

Tough

The big girl's dad has recently begun taking an more active role in her life. I had no idea how tough this would be on me. I've gotten very accustom to having her with me all of the time and as such making all of the decisions for her. The very idea of sharing is really more than I want to bear. I'm not really sure why. I spend much time pondering why, actually only in between the times when I am taking a break from fiercely angry. When she was little I was angry because he didn't take an active role and then I just resigned myself to the fact. So now, I'm back to angry. I don't want to be angry. I want to be happy because I know it is the best thing for her. There are heaps of studies out there about how fantastic it is for a girl to have a positive relationship with her dad. I care I really do. I've always cared. That's why I spent my days off in the beginning driving her back and forth because I knew the effort was more than he could muster. So I should be happy right? I should be happy she is on the road to high self worth. But I'm still waiting for happy and in the meantime I have a profound sense of loss. I know it is selfish. Really I do but that doesn't change my feelings. Still I am sad, angry, and hurt.