back in the ol' saddle

So, my hope is to start posting on a regular basis again. Both the girls are in school - Lily just for half day - and I really want to start writing again. It's not that I'm incredibly busy, it's just that I don't think about blogging. I think I'm a little intimidated now too. I started my first blogs back in 2006 but now there are about half a billion other moms my age that are blogging. I find that intimidating for some reason.

But for now it's time to stop being the blogging mom and be the making breakfast, lunch and everything in between mom.

my amazing daughters

*Disclaimer* - The following may not be amazing at all. Lilian can blow her nose. Hold a tissue to her nose, say "blow" and she blows her nose. She's 10 months old. I'm sorry, but that is amazing. Lilian answers questions by shaking her head "yes" or "no". For example, "Do you want more to drink?" followed by her head shaking "no". Lilian knows exactly what she is not allowed to touch. As she approaches the forbidden object she starts shaking her head "no". She waves goodbye and hello. She puts objects to her ear, pretends it's a cell phone and says, "hi." Phil once heard her say, "All done!" Madeleine can tell you the story of Lazarus being raised from the dead. She knew it after hearing it one time. She can also tell you about Jesus' ressurection but Lazarus sometimes ends up in there too. She is 3 years old and 5 months. She gets up every morning around 5:30am, goes to the bathroo

rainy, sleepy saturday afternoon

This is perfect. My husband and eldest daughter are asleep in the living room with an F1 race on. My baby is asleep in her room. I've had time to sort through my entire wardrobe and pull out the stuff I never wear. I just finished looking up recipes for Yorkshire pudding, roast beef and pie crust. I've had a cup of tea. Plus I had a nap earlier. For some reason my mother-in-law's pie crust recipe sometimes works well and sometimes makes me want to throw the messy, crumbly dough out our 8t h floor window. So, I've decided that I will find the perfect crust. It's going to take a lot of sacrifice on our part as we eat my attempts. Some Canadian friends ate Yorkshire pudding at their Easter meal. It was the one dish my friend mentioned when I asked how their lunch went (I knew they were having a BIG group over). So, I figured it must be pretty great. I'm going to try it. From what I've read I think it should be called Yorkshire bread. Yorkshire pud

coffee at ikea

Phil is coming home today! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. This morning I canceled a doctor's appointment (who needs immunizations anyway?) so that Mom and I could take full advantage of the nanny and could enjoy a morning at IKEA. Mom's flying out tonight and we won't have another chance to just hang out the 2 of us before they fly to the States for the holidays. Our first stop was at the IKEA restaurant for coffee and a danish. The store was pretty empty so it was really nice just wondering around. Mom bought Maddie's bday gift - a wooden baby bed for her favorite doll. Then we finished it off with a hotdog and flat coke. The weather it typical here today. Rainy and cool. Both girls are snoozing and since I had 2 cups of coffee, I am not.

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