Friday, October 26, 2007
Today at the park our Miss Snappy was crawling around at the feet of some older boys (3...maybe 3 and 1/2?) trying to get them to include her in their fun games, when one of them, clearly not interested in an infiltrating baby, kicked her lightly in the bum. Now, I say lightly because I don't want anyone to think that I just let preschoolers kick my baby. If it had been a real kick, Mr. Footsie would've gotten the Tsk-Tsking of his young life...believe me. But it was so soft, I wasn't sure she felt it. That is until she turned around, arms raised in her typical "I am under attack, please pick me up until all danger has passed" pose. I was about to do just that when she spotted the culprit, and, apparently, decided that she could take him and smacked him in the head.
I honestly don't know where she gets it.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Those who know me, know my reputation for hating on Marina Girls. From writing nasty web articles about them and the over-priced bars they frequent, to attending parties and administering drunken tongue lashings to anyone who says the words "Banana" and "Republic" more than once in a five minute conversation. So you can imagine my fear and loathing when I took Snappy to a music class in the Marina (anyone who has seen the "sticks" vid on MySpace knows why I had to do that). After class, we walked to Chrissy Field (god, they even name their public parks Chrissy...what next? Kaitlyn Wetlands and Nature Preserve?).
It was smoking hot weather, and the tide had created the perfect little toddler swim area. So perfect in fact, that while my little snappy was running around in a bathing suit...a lot of the moms were letting their little water addicts go commando. Wow. Skinny dipping toddlers. Pretty awesomely laid back for the Marina! Especially when you compare that experience with the moms who complain when I let Snaps play in the water play area at GG Park's Children's Playground because then their kid will want to do it too(Hey, don't blame me because you're not smart enough to bring a towel and bathing suit) or because she splashes (hey lady, you're standing in a pool of water at a playground...do you think you might....just might... get splashed?) Morons. (Oh. and btw, when your kid is having fun...let the kid have fun...don't keep saying "do you want to do this? Do you want to go there? Do you want to try this?" It makes you look like an idiot. Just let your kids play. Even if they're not doing something that is fun for you.)
Damn those Marina Moms for proving me wrong! I hope the water is just as fine next week.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
In just one short ridiculously adorable week, Snappy went to Half Moon Bay to frolic with babies and pumpkins and hop into a wheelbarrow with one of her baby friends, got dressed up as a bumble bee for a 1 year birthday party and dressed up like a wee mauve fairy rose/vert for the baby loves disco...too cute...brain going into cuteness overload...must look at something anti-cute. Quick. Someone email me more pictures of Britney's beave.
Oh and did I mention the fluffy bunnies? Yeah. She played with fluffy bunnies.
Monday, October 8, 2007
My friends and I just threw my sister a baby shower and it kicked ass. The theme was tea party, but I drank Maker's Mark because it is the color of tea. Smurf and Muppet made fabulous food and Cherry and Dotty did the fabulouso decorations.
For funsies, we painted onesies with little designs like piggies and flowers and teddy bears and pegacorns, but the only shower game we played was the baby quiz because I was supposed to bring the diapers for the "candy bar in the diaper" game which was too bad because Smurf remembered the candy bars. (I'll post the baby quiz later.)
For now, here is a picture of the vegan chocolate dipped cupcakes I made.
Friday, October 5, 2007
This blog is so late. But these are the pictures I took when the red hot mom group took the tour on Miss Ri Ri's birthday. And her mom is right. I don't update this blog enough. I wish I could train the cat to do it. He doesn't seem to have anything to do.