Faces

When you ask Logan to smile for a picture, you're never really sure what you'll get...

sometimes this,

or this.

Occasionally we get a big cheesy grin.

But he pretty much always does his own thing.

The Disney Store

We had a free morning today, so we decided to head down to the Round Rock outlet mall to get Logan and Mitch some new Crocs.  For those in the know, you'll realize that this meant we had to walk by the Disney store...

Did I say walk BY the Disney store??  Of course, I meant go in and spend too much money on kids who have birthdays in less than a month.  Logan likes his new Cars.

And Myra now has the entire cast of Sleeping Beauty to dance around with.  Including the dragon, which she is particularly excited about.

Happy kids.  And I did manage to sneak in some birthday shopping, too.  Now if only the Crocs store had had something in Mitch's size, we might have actually gotten what we went for.

Princess...

Myra really is her Daddy's little princess.

If you listen closely, you can hear her singing along.

Girlie girl?

Myra has in the last few months, become the girliest girl on the planet.  She loves pink, princesses, fairies and anything makeup or cell phone related (especially if they are pink and feature princesses).  Mitch has been a little worried about this, but last night she showed us her man skills.

If you look closely, you can see that the screwdriver is poised in the correct position for removing that screw.  Now we just have to teach her "left loosey, righty tighty" and she'll be ready to build!  Once she learns her right from her left...

And lest you should think that our other child was sold to the gypsies; here is Logan, doing what Logan does best -

Hanging out upside down.

Sideways is cool, too.  He's such a little monkey!

Potty, day 2

Myra isn't really sure what all this potty excitement is about, but she's happy to sit on the little padded seat and eat candy.  If she occasionally produces something, it's pretty much an accident that happened in the right place. I think we'll keep on for today and see if a light bulb comes on.  If not, that's OK.  She's not even 2 yet.

She has one thing figured out though...

Potty attempt - part 1

With Logan (mostly) potty trained and Myra wanting to do everything that Bubba does, we decided that this would be a good time to introduce her to the potty.

I'm not sure if she's more a fan of her new Princess underwear, or of the candy she gets for sitting down...  We'll see how this goes.

Happy Birthday to Me.

As of yesterday, I'm older.  I'm not sure that really bothers me, though.  At 33, I am firmly entrenched in my 30s, and since my 20s were not my favorite decade, so far this seems to be an improvement.  That said, having a weekday birthday and a hubby who works a lot means that celebratory opportunities were limited.  I really miss the childhood rule of "No chores on your birthday."  My birthday started with dishes and ended with cleaning up after the kids.  Although Mitch put them to bed.  Thanks, honey!

We did still do a bit of celebrating!

My "big" present was my big spa package, but Mitch surprised me with a coupon "book"" with fun things like "a sewing day" and "a night off of kid duty".  Awesome!  We went out to dinner and although Logan had a minor meltdown, he settled down and we had a pleasant time.

Then we came home and had cake!  It's supposed to be zebra stripes, but the HEB baker is apparently not all that artistic.  The idea is there...  And it has that HEB frosting that I LOVE.

And yes, black frosting IS an unbelievable mess...

Even on the kid who doesn't eat frosting.  Eeew.  Black tongue!