Rock Star!

This weekend Drew went to Maya's 7th Birthday Party -- a Rock Star party. She had so much fun getting her nails painted (by Gigi), and her hair (by Kendra) and makeup (by Sheena) done. Here are a few shots of the party (Lindsey did an amazing job with 21 girls 7-years-old-and-under running around!). The party ended with a runway show that Drew fully embraced. Surprise, surprise.

Taylor (3), Drew (2), Teagen (2)

Work It!

Busy Bee!

This week, I was able to go to Mommy and Me Princess Ballet Class. Not exactly the most ballet-oriented, but who can resist a little girl in a tutu??

Stretching is serious business.

Next on our list of sports to try: swimming and then gymnastics. In the winter, we'll draw straws to see who gets to (has to) do Mommy and Me Ice Skating.

Today, with mommy off work, we had a little girls date at the Discovery Cube, a kid's museum in Santa Ana.

 

We made rivers and dams in the sand and water....and had to clean ourselves up several times.

We watched 5 minutes of a 14-minute 4-D underwater movie. 

And of course we spent a little time at the hockey exhibit, checking out all the Anaheim Ducks gear and games. Maybe next time she can race Ryan Getzlaf or test the weight of Teemu's uniform and skates. She did get to drive the Zamboni though!

Trouble when left alone. Obviously.

....she found Grammy's mascara that is stashed in her car and decided to apply her own. Honestly...not a bad attempt! I think she had more success than I did with my first trial-run in high school.

She is quickly becoming an awesome swimmer, seriously. She kickboards around the pool like she's a pro-boogie-boarder, she dives for rings like she's a Cousteau and she's been experimenting with the breastroke, freestyle, the backstroke and her turnaround at the pool wall. I'm not joking, she is actually picking up these things from I-don't-know-where.

My baby...

is in a big girl bed!!

She's about to turn 3, she's potty-trained and her crib is in pieces in storage! When did this happen?

At least she still has time for silly old Mom..

Future Gratton Swagger Wagon?

Meet Michelle Phelps

While it's not quite warm enough to swim in the unheated big pool, it has been warm enough to heat the jacuzzi and let get her sea legs back.

She's getting braver and braver: plunging herself underwater, touching the bottom and bouncing up to the surface again.

Our cute little alien.

Happy May!

On Mother's Day I got to sleep in all the way to 8am, yay! Drew, Grammy and I had pedicures together at Happy Nail, followed by a nap (even bigger yay), then we topped it off with dinner at Brasserie Pascal in Newport Beach.

In case you couldn't tell, Drew's favorite color is pink. Even though Daddy tries to convince her it is blue.

Notice Mommy getting in for a bite...or two.

Drew quotes

Here are 4 that I was able to quickly scribble down yesterday:

Drew: what's that?
Jeremy: guacamole
Drew: oh, I don't like rock-a-molty

Mommy: what color are you going to paint your toes at your pedicure Sunday?
Drew: pink! you're pink and grammy's pink too!
Mommy: are you Pinkalicious?
Drew: No, I am not Pinkalicious! I am normald.

Drew: I tooted. It's a stinky toot! I stink-tooted!

Drew: Want to see my clever trick? (then she usually does something standing on her head, or attempts to)

**These -isms come firing out of her mouth faster than I can write them down. She probably said all of these in the span of 1 hour. I am starting to feel like a reporter interviewing Chad Ochocinco, trying to scribble down what she says word-for-word.

The 2 worst words out of a potty trainee's mouth (when not wearing a diaper) are

"I'm wee-weeing!"

(or some form)

We are entering into Week 2 of successful potty training. Since I am back at work full-time, I can't take any of the credit, except for maybe not buying diapers or pull-ups when we ran out last weekend. 

Texts between my mom and me as of late have looked like this:

Monday, Mom: "after a few hours of wet panties, crying and screaming about not wanting to go poopie in her potty, she finally went after lunch (a rather larger poop) in Boppa's room. So she got her present of dollhouse bedroom furniture. She was very excited and proud of herself after fighting it for 2 hours. I would have taken a picture of the poop in the potty but decided that it would be really gross."

Me: "Yay!"

Tuesday, Mom: "2 poopies in the panties :( Has stayed dry though."

Me: "At least she is wee-weeing."

Thursday, Mom: "dry all day and a poop in the potty." 

Me: "Maybe we should go to Soup Plantation to celebrate." (for the record "soup plan-playtion" is Drew's favorite restaurant)

Friday: "Drew just went poop. We are going to friends' house to watch the Laker game."

To date we have only really had 1 and 2 half accidents since last Wednesday. And she is now only wearing nighttime pull-ups for naps and bedtime.

Hallelujah!

Happy Belated Birthday Boppa!

For Boppa's birthday, we ate at The Beachcomber Cafe in Newport Beach. A restaurant on the sand, away from everything but a quiet stretch of PCH and some rental houses on the sand. Very delicious- be sure to order the Ahi Tacos and/or Pizza as appetizers!