Mom’s Spa Night

Right before Mother’s Day, the activity day girls in our ward had a Mother/Daughter Spa night. It was really fun and cute. Beforehand, all of the daughters made invitations to give their mothers. Bria was so excited to go and show me all of the surprises!

There were three different “stations” if you will. We started at the manicure station.

Bria gave me a lovely sheer pink manicure topped with a lovely pink shimmer.

Next up was hair.

Why, yes, that is Bria holding a 400 degree flat iron extremely close to my head. I actually own the same flat iron that does indeed get to 400 degrees. Do you see the look of apprehension in my eyes?

 

Finally, make-up. Bria wanted to be sure that she didn’t miss any of the most important make-up products.

She tried pretty much everything available. When she was finished, she said: “I’m sorry mom! I was trying to make you look like a doll, but I think I accidentally made you look like a clown!”.

At the very end of the night, Bria presented me with this handmade Mother’s Day bracelet.

It was such a fun night. I really have such a special daughter. {WARNING: INTENSE MOM BRAGGING ABOUT TO COMMENCE}.  It was really important to her that she make this night special for me. Being a little girl, you would think that she would want her fingernails painted. And, being that she normally doesn’t get to wear make-up, you would think she would want me to put make-up on her. But instead, she insisted that she spend all of the time pampering her mom. It was a pretty proud moment.

Monkey

One more Logan post. I love this age he’s at. His cuteness completely makes up for his total disregard for all things clean and his lack of interest potty training. ;)

Logan is an interesting talker. He tends to make up names for things. He understands the correct word when we say it, but when we have him repeat it back, he substitutes with his own word. It makes for interesting conversation.

We first noticed this when he was learning to say “Max”. Instead of saying “MAX”, he said “CARS”. He also called cars “CARS”, so we really had to listen to figure out what he was talking about.

We finally got him to say Max’s name right. Although it took quite a bit of convincing. He knew Max’s name, he just preferred to use “CARS”.

Here’s the new word that Logan changes:

 

Dear Future Logan,

Please don’t blame us when we forever call you “Monkey”.

Love, Mom and Dad

Here’s Winking at You

I’m pretty impressed. Logan learned how to wink. At two and a half. I don’t think either of our older kids learned until at least four. Max still has trouble with it. But, Logan is one determined little boy. He decided he wanted to know and figured it out.

 

Also, I figured out how to use the video part of our camera. I’m sure there will be lots more videos to come.

 

Our New Pets

A couple of weeks ago, I went to the hardware store with the kids. It’s spring time, and we live in the country, so they had tons of chicks for sale. Bria was in love. I actually told her no at the store. It seems like all of our neighbors have dogs. Plus, we have a cat here. But, I said if she really wanted chickens, she needed to convince her dad. I fully expected him to say no also. But, instead he said that every year the 2nd grade at his school hatches baby chicks. He said he would ask if we could have them. Bria’s a pretty good convincer.  Guess what he brought home today?

To say that the kids are excited would be a complete understatement. Although I’m a little worried that these babies will survive a two year old.

We let Bria and Max each name one.

Bria named the lighter one on the left Sparkles.

Sparkles is a little bit feisty. So far, she likes to pick at the other chicken. Is this normal? I have no idea what I’m doing!

Max named the darker chicken. Her name is Sonic Fast Hedgehog. We’re calling her Sonic for short.

These two have had quite a day. They’ve so far been kept in separate 2nd grade classrooms. So, not only were they moved to our home, but this is the first time they’ve been around each other.

I’m pretty excited and nervous about this new adventure. I know I’ve lived in Idaho for a long time, but I’m truly a city girl. Right now I’m just hoping they survive. If anyone has any chicken advice, please share!