Morella left this morning at 7:00 to be handed over to her Grandmother in Fond Du Lac for an exchange. She left very excited and said with a little pity in her voice “Sorry Neeners, one day you will grow up and go with me, but not now.” I consoled Neeners with a few episodes of Harold and the Purple Crayon that she had gotten from Lowen yesterday. It was her first DVD ever! Anyway, despite crashing yesterday at 5:30 and sleeping through the night (a few wakings for milk) and then up this morning at 6:00 she went down for a nap at 9:40 — leaving me oodles of unexpected me time. I have spent a portion of it moping, writing my Mom, in my journal and thinking about what I want to do the next few days.

I did think to run away with Neeners to visit my brother for a day. Then I thought of all the stuff I could probably accomplish around the house with only one kid messing things up. It’s just a gut reaction to want to go away and do something fun since Morella is, but … yeah. Maybe I just need to slow down and take things a little more easy — though it feels like I do that all the time.

So I was inspired to complete a minigoal of blogging for a week straight, and so this would be day 2.

Projects I want to do:

–take down Neeners crib and store in the basement until I get the guts to throw it away, or whatever. It sucks that we can’t sell it because it’s a drop side..but it does convert to a toddler bed so that should count for something!

–Put the newly painted bookshelf into the girls room and fasten it to the wall

–Go to the bank

–Send a package or two

–Clean up the void that is left from the crib in my room and put all the crap that we had been “storing” in it away

Um. Yeah. I guess for today I will also try and clean up the house and see how much further I can get ahead on that goal with only one kid messing things up.

And she even went over one more week…

New born Neeners .. .minutes old. You can see her tooth covered by skin — it emerged a day later.

Eight day old, photo by Sara Lazenby

Six months old

One year old

18 months old

Last day of being one

Two years old! She blew out all of her candles, in a couple of tries, but by golly she did it, without help!

The perfect cake ever — Neeners favorite pony – Pinkie Pie!

I wanted to write her birth story, but I don’t know where my notes are from two years ago, and it’s late and we have to get up super early tomorrow to drive Morella up to her grandparents, were she will stay until Wednesday. Then Grandma will drive her back for her last ballet lesson, and if she wants to go back up, Grandma will drive back her and we’ll meet up on Saturday, when we spend the night for new nephew’s baptism on Sunday. I expected this to be hard on Neeners, who has never been separated from Morella for a day in her life, and Tim and I because we’ll miss her, and maybe her because she will be in a new place. However, she will have grandma, cousins and a fun aunt to distract her. Well, that is the plan anyway. I guess we’ll see how it goes.

Already it’s been another buzzing month. I am okay with that, I am — because I know that winter is going to be long and boring.

Today we had a mega garage sale day hitting the neighborhood’s in Cottage Grove with Lowen and Soren. We stopped for a nice long picnic at a local park after getting lunch at Piggly Wiggly (where we went so Morella could poop. I swear that girl has pooped in that store more times than I can count). While I used to get a lot more stuff, this time I ended up with a bunch of great 4T clothes for Morella, a smoothie/slushie maker (Tim didn’t think it was needed), a little fairy flower village, a toy horse, princess poster, a dinosaur stuffie I thought I could turn into a puppet (Tim later dismissed my idea by saying it was trash), skates you can put on over shoes for .75 cents (princess no less, but another major dissing from the hubs), some two inch ribbons for the girls eventual powwow outfit, and my favorite – a head massager. We also enjoyed some Blue Moon ice cream — okay I actually didn’t enjoy it all that much…yuck. Then I came home and fought the good battle of cleaning up. It is hard to do because as soon as I group toys scattered throughout the house and put them away, the girls drag them out and play with them some more. I guess cleaning them up makes them seem new.

Yesterday we hit up the last Concert on the Square or … The Biggest Picnic ever at Snow White’s Castle. It was fun and I ran into an old high school classmate – that was a blast from the past. We went after Morella’s ballet class and I had cleaned up the car from an exploded bottle of chocolate milk gone bad. We also ran into our old Happy Hour buddy Oliver and caught up a bit. We need to really meet up in September and get the low down on all the details of life changes.

On Monday my friend Ann watched the girls and Tim and I went out on a real date to celebrate our 13th wedding anniversary. We tried out Edo’s and had sushi and followed it up with Captain America. It’s been a very long time since we did dinner and a movie. I am also quite proud to say that we have always gone out for our anniversary just the two of us. Woo! And for the record, we did like the movie. Earlier I took the girls to the Sun Prairie Aquatic Center for swimming with Lowen and Jason. They didn’t stay long, but the girls had a blast in the pool and in the sand area, which is kind of boring fodder for a couple with a teeny baby. I got to experience the joy of a huge crap in a swim diaper — let’s just say that Morella threw up a little in her mouth when I was changing that nasty diaper.

Sunday was Morella’s soccer game and possibly the worst yet because it was hot and every kid was cranky. We had a hard time keeping any kids on the field for any length of time. Before we went Morella sobbed “I don’t want to go to soccer!” over and over. Sigh. But the kids weren’t the only ones feeling the heat — we all were a little low on our game. Not that it matters, we are having fun right? Teaching valuable life lessons and all that. Also on Sunday, I got our neighbor to babysit and Tim and I met up with Lowen for a Sunday Brunch at Samba’s. I like that place, I do, but I think after going there a few times that my real favorite all you can eat brunch buffet is The Great Dane in Fitchburg. It can’t be beat! Oh and I also went back to St. Dennis for the book sale — which gets ridiculously cheap during the last hours. Fill a bag for $5. Afterward, I used up the rest of my tickets drinking and MGD, eating a hot beef sandwich and people watching church folk. I like how half of the old ladies have flip flops to match their outfits.

Saturday Lowen came over for a homemade breakfast and coffee to gear us up for the St. Dennis Festival — and rummage sale. We left our kids at home and enjoyed a morning of perusing treasures, eating zucchini bread and sipping awful church coffee and later walking with Neeners around the neighborhood sales that take advantage of the festival. Tim was off with Morella at soccer practice and then later playing at the park with the other soccer kids. Later Tim left to attend an all day bachelor party for our old friend Jim. I took the kids across the street and hung out with neighbors while they had a garage sale. There was a water balloon fight involved. In the evening I packed up the kids and hit the Atwood Festival. We looked around for her hooping friends but they were not to be seen, so we ended up by a sprinkler that someone had set up for the kids to play in. It was such a hit, and made even better when some of Morella’s friends and their parents arrived. I was finally able to get a beer from a tent only two tents down. After we closed down the festival we headed over to Ann’s for an after Festival hangout while the kids played merrily. Eventually I had to go home to feed the animals, let the dog out and have the children pass out in bed. It was such a good day.

As you can see, every single day seems to be just chock full of things, and so much of the time I don’t have major plans set out before the day starts. I also didn’t take too many photos because it has been hot and it’s enough to keep up with the kids without melting, much less bust out the camera.

This weekend we are looking at possibly letting Morella go up to her paternal grandparents for a few days to attend Vacation Bible School (really it’s more like Vacation Bible Hours). It would be her first trip up north by herself. She has stayed with them for a week before when we went on vacation when she was 8 months old but hasn’t been separated from us for very long since. I am apprehensive about how it will work out and whether or not one of us will need to make a long distance drive in the middle of the night. Plus, you know, I will miss her. Then again, it build character, right? There is another soccer game, Tim has to work on Saturday and Athena’s 2nd birthday is on Sunday. I don’t have a lot planned for her, though I am currently obsessed with using our Amazon Card rewards on a play cottage for the girls (get rid of the slide grass killer for another plastic toy that they would play actually play with).

So much for that next day business….

We had a 4th of July party, and here are some pictures from that.

Soren and his father.

Tim cooked enough food for 30 on our charcoal grill that was gifted to us (quite used) from our old friend Phil before he moved away out east. We are hardcore like that. :P

Since it has been a week since I looked at these, I had picked two that best captured “spur of the moment snapshot of party” — it was this one

or maybe it was this one …

Good friends Sigrid and Laima were there too.

Here is a picture of my cute little nephew Auggie and his Dad (Mark).

We did a few fireworks — Sparklers and Popits! I was quite surprised that Neeners was willing to hold a sparkler. Morella later got up the nerve when it was dark.

I hired a 9 year old Mother’s Helper this summer to play with the girls while I got a little breathing room. Here they are sitting out in the front yard coloring.

We went to La Fete de Marquette one night and ran into Morella’s friend Chloe and her hooping Momma. Here she beguiles them with some glow in the dark hooping.

We also went to a twin birthday party. The girls had a blast and we got this great shot of “crows on a fence” – eating cake and ice cream.

Eventually Morella had to jump off the step and show us some dance moves.

Another day we went out for a farewell lunch at Monty’s Blue Plate with fellow playgroup Mom/Book Club member and her daughter Aubrey. They moved away east to start a new life and will be missed very much.

One afternoon I kept my promise to Morella to go to Olbrich Gardens (one of her favorite places) and the kids cooled off in the fountains — only touching water shooting up. No stones were stepped upon. Here is Neeners — I love this photo and I think it will be framed.

One of the things we like to do at Olbrich is play Spot the Bride — especially if it is a Friday or Saturday.

Just follow the beige, recycled environmentally friendly plank road!

I know, a lot of people told me it would happen, and it was hard to keep the faith and believe it those first few 17 months — but now I can see it for the truth – BFF’s. :)