.... 'Donalds (as we call it at our joint) is consumed two meals in a row.
today such a travesty took place.
"really?" you might ask.
it is the truth.
obviously, i am a very healthy mom,
most days the 2 year old rules the roost.
what can you do?
dust started back to school today (boo) so just me and the little ladies it was.
feeling rather lonely
i decided to not stay home,
and thought a picnic in the park sounded loverly.
upon entering the kitchen to concoct said picnic i soon realized our grocery situation,
and after a simple suggestion from Mins, off to 'Donalds it was... again.
when i was little i loved myself a happy meal or two.
i remember one time pulling through the drive when the cashier looked at my mom with a friendly smile, and while handing over some McNuggs informed her that "She loved her new haircut, and how were things going?"...
today as my all too familiar cashier and i exchanged friendly smiles and nods i couldn't help ignore that de ja vu moment.
i just embrace it.
the girls couldn't have been more thrilled to be out,
and i thoroughly enjoyed swinging them "high-ya" in between squeals.
having two is so very hard sometimes.
it's so very perfect.
meet minie's new boyfriend...
she loves this boy.
i mean loves him.
dora holds no flame...
today nannie bought her her very own "diego-go",
and she is smitten.
so far he has;
napped right along side her.. of course with his own blankie, and B,
rode right along side in the car-seat,
had his diaper changed,
has been hand fed french-fries,
swung in the baby swing,
made an evening stroll through target,
and quite nearly took a soak in the tub.
and this is all since 2 pm this afternoon.
i'm telling you... it's love
she holds conversations with him,
and doesn't ever seem to mind that his response is always
"Hola, I'm Diego! What does the baby bear say?"
i love you mins.
i hate when our daddy is gone. we miss him like the moon,
but truly.. i couldn't ask for better company.
my baby girls,
i love you.