A Touch Of Tyrell

 Breckie is always making tea and lemonade and highly sweetened orange juice. It's pretty darn cute.  When Roxy is napping we take advantage of it so we have tea parties and play. Just the two of us. Like we used to. (I REALLY miss our dates to IHOP... just the two of us!) This time we baked cakes, drove our car to the store, went grocery shopping, and had a picnic.  We finished our donut water just in time to switch the laundry. It's one of Breckie's favorite chores.  It's kind of fun to think that in another year it will be just me and Roxy... and we'll be doing the same stuff while the older two are in school. It makes me happy and sad to think about it. Until then, Breckie and I will just take advantage of nap time!

 It's the only way to stay cool when it starts to be 100 degrees. 

Roxy in the sink. Everett on the iPad.  Breckie making a huge mess while entertaining herself.  That's what life looks like right now. 

🎶"It's my party and I can cry if I want to..."🎶 That's got to be the theme song to Roxy's life.  Mixed in with all of the chaos life has to offer right now, I still wanted to make Roxy a pretty cake and get some picture of her with it. I assumed she wouldn't eat it, but if there was a chance, I was going  to take it.  I even bought Roxy-sized party hats. It's tradition to take a family picture with the cake and presents... but the only presents Roxy is getting are still in the mail (sent from her Grandmas) and somehow Roxy managed to be wearing Everett's hand on her head instead of the party hat.  Not only is life Roxy's party and she can cry her way through it but she woke up with pink eye on her birthday. Yay 🎉 I should probably just stop typing and let the pictures tell the story. Just know that she was fully napped and rested and try to imagine a cute pink and gold baby party hat on her head... not that it m...

Roxy is 1.  She's also a tornado.  A tornado that can walk a few steps on her own and practically run when she's pushing something.  She's picky. She won't eat anything anymore and I don't have the patience to keep trying new things and cleaning up mess after high chair mess after MESS when all she does is blow raspberries with her lips and rub and splat food all over herself and the high chair.  She spends most of her time crying, in my arms, or sleeping. If she's awake and not crying or in my arms it's because she's playing in the kitchen sink, on a walk in the stroller, or in the bike trailer on a ride (her favorite). She still has eczema and sensitive skin so she doesn't take many baths and because of that she has those wart/bump things all over her left arm.  Everett was a really hard baby for us. We didn't realize how hard until we had Breckie. Now that we have Roxy, Everett's infancy doesn't ...

"Mom, does this say sunshine?" "Yes! It does! How did you know that?" "Because I know everything" -Breckie She makes me laugh. Daily. She is a bright light in my mothering world. 

Water always tastes better out of the hose.  And once you've mastered the skill of drinking from the hose, you'll keep coming back for more :)