This kid loves to break the rules. We had to quit after the fourth glob of red made it to her tongue. Obviously the paint is non-toxic, but I'm pretty sure no one would recommend that you guzzle it.
Friday, May 29, 2009
But as it begins to dry...
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
8:30am- Breakfast in her highchair, with her back to the Today Show.
8:45am- Splash time in the sink.
9:45am- Boob/Snack time.
10:15am- Dance time with Mommy.
11:00am- Boob/Lunch in her highchair, with her back to Ellen.
2:05pm- Boob/Snack time.
6:00pm- Bath time.
6:30pm- Naked time.
7:00pm- Boob/Bed time.
Repeat. Are you seeing a pattern here?
And now you know, I have at least one breast out from sun up to sun down, with a brief intermission from 11:30 to two. I thought they cut down as they got older? I need a nursing strike.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
She was a sad princess, with dirty shoes and a crooked sash.
Fortunately, she was the fairest maiden in the county, so no one cared about those dusty slippers.
The dashing prince Mason was brought in to cheer the princess up. Sadly, even a handsome prince couldn't fight the grumpies. The king? Let's just say he had his hands full.
As a last resort, the Fairy Grandmother and her sister-in-law (Tinker-Aunt) were brought in to give it a try. Princess Madelynn's grumpies were no match for the Puppy-Ear-Tickler, and they were quickly tickled away.
So happy she could burst, the princess went on a violent hugging spree, nearly crushing Sir Tiven in her uber-huggy-grip.
Famished from all that tickling and hugging, the princess went in search of food.
The wise king Pappy was more than happy to help the girl out.
With her belly full of enchanted cheese and fairy-dusted grapes, no one was sure if she would be interested in her strangely shaped smash cake. (That's a whole 'nother story.)
But the princess always has room for cake!
Although the princess has always been a fan of the shoveling method, she decided to try a new way of eating. Carrot cake diving.
Princess Madelynn's belly was full, but her outfit was in shambles! Oh no!
Knowing that messy princess means "It's bath time, Princess," Madelynn tried to escape.
Although she's pretty fast, she was quickly apprehended, and promptly hosed off.
But not even a princess can get away with messing her gown. The wise king Pappy was quick to serve up her punishment. She must walk the plank!
Although her punishment was pretty harsh, Princess Madelynn loved Pappy all the same.
After a full day of being passed around like Princess Hot Potato, Madelynn happily went to sleep a half hour early, snuggled up to her old friend, Mr. Bear.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
See those baby fingers in the bottom corner? They look helpful, right? They aren't. We don't have a mixer, so we had to mix the cake by hand. It took longer than the recommended two minutes and thirty seconds with a mixer. A lot longer.
My cake was lop-sided. I tried to even it out by making a little cake pile of scraps in the corner. Apparently they sell some kind of cake-leveling cutting thinger, but that was like, a 40 dollar tool! No way. I trimmed it with a steak knife. That's a frozen pizza box, by the way.
Cutting shapes. We used a wine glass for the big dots, the cap to the cooking spray for the medium dots, half of a plastic Easter egg for the small dots, and a highlighter cap for the tiny ones. Screw cookie cutters. (Don't worry, I wiped the baby drool and cat hair off of everything first. Seriously.)
I have a bakers'-blister from rolling out the fondant. I'm not kidding. I rolled and rolled and rolled and rolled. Forever.
We cut the edges off with a pizza cutter. It was clean.
This is the bottom tier. We cut the flowers out with a block from Madelynn's little shape-sorter thingy. I cut the letters out with a butter knife. A serrated butter knife. All the sharp ones were in the dishwasher.
And the top. It's x1 because Mads is "Mads times one"... right? Get it? Actually, I couldn't figure out what to put in that blank space and it totally bothered me the entire time. A flower didn't look right, stripes-no, polka dots-no, and then bam! total light bulb moment. Mady x 1. Because she's ONE!! That totally makes sense. Err, well it did at the time...
The aftermath (and a nice look at how inventive Jeffrey and I are. Q-Tips? C'mon, that's brilliant... and free).