Last Week, Repeated

Grandma Kathleen's birthday was Tuesday, last weekend Auntie Shawna, Patrick & the kids had a birthday breakfast with her.

Hadley got a pancake.  A really, really, really, really  big pancake.

The rest of the week feels like a repeat of our week before. Maybe because it's colder than cold again, so we're stuck inside?  Not sure, but here goes...more gymnastics!

This picture cracks me up - Finley & Elle are picking their toes.  Which brings me to a story...Finley's been picking his toes lately.  Like at the fuzz that gathers each day from socks.  I've been giving him a hard time (it's gross), so of course he does it more (four year old humor?).  I think he gets it from Auntie, I remember her being a toe-picker too. 

Toes cleaned, time to warm up!

My mini-me?

The big kids have big moves!

The little kids have little moves!

Stuck inside?  Build a house.  The blankets were gathered.

My idea was the door - a cool, tunnel door!

Finley's idea was to fill the house with a zillion toys.  Finley told me he was the mom and there was a 'pretend dad'.  I asked what the 'pretend dad's' name was - I love imagination-play!  Finley thought for awhile (no joke, for about three minutes) and then told me the dad's name...Spencer.  Creative.

I was trying hard to make just staying home fun...so we had Mickey Mouse pancakes for breakfast...

...and a picnic lunch (idea stolen from Jill's recent FB post).

Games!  Elefun!

Painting!

Hadley was back in the toy box.

Bubbles!  Seriously, I wasn't lying that it's last week in repeat.

On Saturday, Finley told me he wanted a mohawk.  Um?  No.  Yes, mom, you know, spikey in the middle and straight on the sides (picture him showing me with his hands).  Yeah, I know what a mohawk is.  No.  He settled on spikes, courtesy of his dad.  He loved it.  Although he couldn't wear a hat - it would smush the spikes.  And I couldn't wash his hair - it would ruin the spikes.  Ok, this isn't going to work, you need to wash your hair.  He agreed after I promised to make a mohawk with wet hair.  Then said he wanted spikey hair everyday.  It's Sunday afternoon, so far he hasn't asked...yet.

Proud spikey-haired kid.

I can't believe it's February!  Auntie gave me an idea, Valentine's Day basket-thingys for the kid's chairs.  They arrived and I debated on hiding them, filling them with treats and setting them out on Valentine's Day, but they are too cute not to enjoy the entire month.  I'm certain macaroni & cheese will find it's way into Hadley's, but oh well.

And that's all I got.  It was really, a boring and repeated week.  Thankfully, we've already got things planned for later this week.


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