Monday, March 29, 2010
Iain's company hosted their annual Easter party this weekend. It's the first time we went.
Last year I took Gianna to the mall to take a $30 blurry picture with the Easter Bunny.
Not horrible - just over-priced.
Wasn't quite sure how she'd react this year as she's going through a bit of a shy stage with strangers.
I prepped her as best I could and she called "bunny" incesantly on the drive.
When we got there, she went bananas over the decorated venue and eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw the awesome playground filled with kids of every age.
She was a magnet to the big inflated jumpy deals that they'd rented. Too bad the big kids were really rough....she would have had a ball in those.
So, we go back inside to eat and then they announce the arrival of the Easter Bunny.
She nearly hypervenilated when she saw him - out of shear bunny bliss.
She called him and called him and performed every trick she knows in order to get his attention.
She kept jumping and jumping saying, "Bunny! Hip Hop."
She was quite the groupie!
She waited her turn and then sat adoringly on his lap...
If you're wondering about all the Mickey Mouse stuff in the pictures, I can't help you. Apparently it was a theme (the kids even got really nice Mickey ears) and I've yet to discover the connection to Easter. But if I don't have to plan it - I'm certainly not going to question it! Can I get an Amen?
She watched each one of the 50 or so kids take pictures with the Bunny (jumping and waving at him all the while) and then the sweet Easter Bunny sat on the stage and visited with her. She was in heaven.
(He kept giving her eggs, but she could care less about them. She only had eyes for the Bunny.)
Thanks Easter Bunny!
You saved this family a trip to the mall.
The Egg Hunt followed outside, but we opted out since it was close to nap time and she was getting a little edgy. As we walked to the car, we noticed that the gate was opened to a little peninsula that jutted out into the lake. The I-210 bridge was in the background so we opted for a some quickie pictures.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Okay, well, it's not Buzz Aldrin and Kate Gosselin (although it's quite possible our two tiny dancers might be a little more skill than them.) John Paul and Gianna are certainly stars of quite a few households around these parts.
You gotta love this age. Won't they be so thrilled with me 15 years down the road?
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
And then that video clip from the train station in Belgium started circulating on the web again, so I showed it to her also. She went nuts.
I'm so excited my sweet girl is showing interest in the musicals I love. I look forward to many happy musical memories ahead.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Twenty months ago, shoes were not even a consideration as we were swaddling our newborn baby. The shoes on the left were HUGE on her itsy bitsy feet. It took a couple of months for her feet to grow into them.
Yesterday I bought some canvas sneakers for the summer as she's just now
beginning to grow out of her size 5's.
Holy Cannoli - why do the size 6's look like
a first grader's shoes?
* sniff *
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
One of the things about our closed adoption that I wish could change, would be the lack of information we have about Gianna's heritage. Today, especially, I wonder if she might be Irish. I'm sure she'll spend many hours in her life wondering too. Since we don't know, then our little family will just have to celebrate St. Patrick's Day like we've all got green blood. Just in case. :)
In honor of St. Patrick and our little Lucky Charm's possible Irish heritage,
I offer this tradtional Irish blessing:
I offer this tradtional Irish blessing:
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May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
The sun shine warm upon your face
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
Friday, March 12, 2010
during our lovely Jaunt to Jackson.
Back then, the six month age difference seems HUGE.
that six month span seems to be lessening.
...and share sweet, tender moments -
some of which will melt your heart.
So, Isabel Rose.......
...don't you forget that Aunt ReRe loves you and prays for you....
...and so does Gianna.
She's been calling for "Bayull" (Bel- short for Isabel) in her very best southern accent ever since you left.
And even though we love getting to see you on your Mama's blog, we sure miss seeing you in real life on a regular basis.