J & A go for a drive.

Last week, Megan and I took the girls to Green Road Tot Time..

Choosing their cars

Checking their mirrors

one last blind spot check!

and they're off!

And I guess Jessica must have run out of petrol!! :D

Don't come in!

I'm changing. ;)

Okay, we're all decent now, whaddya think?

Little Dipper.

A little overdue but still too cute not to share.

waay back on the 25th of January ;) after an afternoon in the park

Jessica and I collected Daddy from work and took him to Five Guys for dinner

(our first time there)

The burgers were great (if a little overpriced) but the fries were mediocre. Mark and I actually threw away a ton of fries. I think that might be the first time ever that all fries were not consumed. Their fries REQUIRED ketchup to be palatable. But I digress.

Just that afternoon I'd been talking to a friend about her daughter's new love of ketchup. (Yes the adorable little girl in the first picture.) I'd mentioned that I was sure my daughter would love ketchup just as much as I do, so I was going to refrain from introducing ketchup for as long as possible. My daughter, who is secretly fluent in english, had other ideas.

Often in these situations, Jessica is allowed a few fries to demolish as she sees fit.

However, tonight things went a bit differently. The communal ketchup tub was in the middle of the table and almost every fry we ate was preluded by a ketchup dunking. Our little all seeing, all doing copycat was taking everything in and without any prompting tapped her fry on the side of the ketchup tub! What?! We both did a double take. Did she really do that on purpose? We moved the ketchup slightly closer to her... she waited a few seconds and then.. the next fry went IN the ketchup! Monkey see- monkey do! She's a learning machine!

What's even funnier is that she's not even really interested in the ketchup, she just wants to do what Mommy and Daddy are doing. The couple times she managed to get ketchup on the fry she looked a bit startled when it made it back to her mouth.

It's a good thing I love you Babybear!

because I don't know that many people who'd take kindly to being pooped on and then less than 5 minutes later being peed on. (There's been a lot of laundry today!) Diapers can contain a lot, but when a toddling 11 month old plomps down on her booty with enough force to bother the downstairs neighbors, well, even the best diaper is going to struggle with that one.

Mistake #1. I picked her up. (I wanted to get a mat under her) Poop down my arm. Delightful.

Mistake #2. I didn't immediately re-diaper her. I let her walk away while I washed the poop off myself. She went and bumped her head on the coffee table. I picked her up. What did she do? She peed on me. Thanks Babybear.

Such is the life of a mother. No matter how many times you poop on me or decide that I need peed on, I will always love you. Of course if you decide I need peed on when you're 15 we're going to have some serious words.

PlayNation

The adorableness of these photos warrent a post in their own right. How cute is this? Avery and Jessica sharing some plastic veg this morning at PlayNation.

(aww, the photo is way more squished up than I'd like. Click on it and it'll get bigger. I promise.)

Nothing like amusing yourself by putting words in babies' mouths. :)

It was impressive how well they played together, Avery shares so well! She's more likely to give a baby a new toy than to take one away. Though, it does have to be said that all the playgroup babies were on top form today. They all seemed to get along brilliantly. It's really nice being able to hang out with such a good group of moms and kids. The moms aren't the type to let their kiddos run rampant and the offspring aren't likely to anyway!

Playnation is small indoor play area, and as one of the other moms said "have got a good gig going here." (my brain spazzed and I can't remember who I was talking to.) Basically, they sell large swingsets, playhouses, etc. Of course they're going to display their wares so why not lay some soft flooring, print up some liability waivers and charge parents to let their kiddies play on it? Sweet deal for them! Luckily, they don't charge for babies under 15 months so it was also a free morning for most of our group.

Of course I had to add an act of mushy brain into the mix. A week or so ago I'd told my GPS to avoid motorways wherever possible (I was tired of it having me merge onto the 440 for something that could have been reached in the same amount of time without the hassle of 5 lane goodness.) Alas, I forgot to un-set said feature and what should have been a 15 minute jaunt took more like a half hour through the back of beyond. We made it there though and I only took 2 and half wrong turns. (Turning into the wrong section of the business park only counts as a half.)

Only the way home -via major roads- I get a call from Mark, so we head off to meet up with him for lunch. He takes me to his 'local' the Armadillo Grill. Pretty decent! By this time Jessa is definitely feeling the effects of a missed nap so home we go.

All in all a much busier morning than I'm used to, but fun all the same. I think I'm finally getting the hang of driving out here as well. ((be aggressive, be be agressive... HONK! ;))