Such Riches: The S Files

Soooooo, it's been a busy spring, but here we are, still alive, still kicking, and still balling...wait, I got that wrong...still kickballing. yeah that's it. now that the snow has melted we can get outside and enjoy all that MT has to offer. Better do it now while we can, since we moved. Well, we still live here, but we moved all ready. Laura had the swell idea of going out to seattle over spring break and taking half (0.500) of our stuff, dumping it, and then doing the rest as our final move come may 26th, which is coming up. Unfortunately, things got epic on our first round.

she's sleeping, but only with big bear suckin her face.

The cop in the background gave squeek a ticket for
expired tabs. She thought that was hilarious.

It turns out that the whole, must be over the age of 16 to drive thing,
is a superb law. and I trusted her!!! We ended up in this 40 car pile-up on
snoqualmie pass. we're okay, the truck and trailer got minor dings
from the two cars behind us that couldn't stop. but we did much
better than the 40 totalled cars in front and behind us.

the upside is that squeek had a great time, all three hours of it.

Yeah, then we moved and we're back. meanwhile, squeek continues to grow and talk and all that other good stuff. she's naming colors somewhat accurately, and she counts to ten, though I don't know that she knows what the numbers mean, just that they're sequential and all that jazz. she likes to throw and kick balls, and jump around and ride bikes and all that stuff. She's somewhat potty-trained. unless she poos during nap, she tells us when she's ready to go and off we go. been that way for a few weeks. the pees are decidedly harder, so we're working on that. OH, did I tell you? sienna has a crush! Asher! he's a babe of a four year old, and she calls for him all day (he's the neighbor. he's all right, I guess. i don't know why she doesn't go after guys her own age.)

I had no idea that it started this early.

To prepare myself for these future-teenage-daughter-conflicting-emotions-things, I decided to start reading laura's diary. I know, you're not supposed to do that, but I figure if I get really good at picking those absurdly small diary locks, than when sienna gets a diary (her next birthday) and starts spilling her guts onto paper, then I'll better know what's going through her head and how to deal with her. And no, I won't feel guilty about it. I'll also get some practice being a frickin ninja.
I have to say, however, that I was extremely surprised to find what I did in laura's diary. It just doesn't really seem like her.
"Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal--on time. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospects of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed."
"Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces (if they are small) comb their hair, and if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part."
"Have him lean back ina a comfortable chair or suggest he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax--unwind."
(These are taken from "Uncle John's Ultimate Bathroom Reader, Eighth edition," from Bathroom reader's press in Ashland, OR. Supposedly, they are excerpts from a real life 1950's Home Economics textbook. Brilliant. It is the best book that I've read in years. scratch that, best book I've EVER read. Get it: http://www.amazon.com/Uncle-Ultimate-Bathroom-Reader-eighth/dp/B004RTH8R8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1335240108&sr=8-1)
Anyway, I degress. To combat the sienna's romantic feelings, we took her outside.