Out of all of the furry things that are happening around me right now,

I’d rank these 1 and 2.

 

Oh happy day.

Thank you, my sweet friends,

(online, offline, and everywhere in between…)

for making me feel this special.

(Which, by the way, is SO special!)

Today has been a lovely a day

and it’s only 1pm.

So thank you, thank you, thank you.

(And, by all means, keep it comin’!)

Love and Macaroons,

The Bday Gal.

Chag Purim!

Today, I wore my wedding dress in front of the entire school,

the baby went grocery shopping in a tutu,

and we ate donuts for a mid-morning snack,

as we took the “Eat, Drink and Be Merry” spirit of Purim and ran with it.

When I dressed as Queen Esther two Purims ago with a “Queen In Training” sign displayed on my big belly,

little did I know how true those words would become.

All aboard for Shushan!

(and bottoms up!)

 

So, this happened today. (!!!!)

Now this is a milestone that I can get behind.

And it is also further proof of that whole apple and tree thing I’ve heard so much about.

Which reminds me. I have a story to share with you. And I’d totally tell it to you now,

but

there are some fierce dress-up clothes that are just a-callin’ my name.

So, tomorrow.

I promise.

But, in the meantime, slap on a pair of sparkly stilettos and show this Thursday what you’re made of.

I know I will.

Feb Photo Hooray!

Yesterday’s #febphotoaday was my favorite yet, and thank you to everyone who got in on the fun.

It has been voyeurism at it’s finest and I’ve so enjoyed seeing what is inside your bathroom cabinet.

And I’m totally judging you.

Truly, though, it has been a blast, and if you haven’t checked out some of the Facebook posts, please visit our Mommy, Ever After page to do some serious stalking. Come on. You know you like to stalk.

And you get bonus points if you post your own photo.*

Come on, it’s what the cool kids are doing.

*Bonus points are in the form of pink cupcakes, sparkly shoes and undying love and affection.

I mean…

Not only does this girlie girl insist upon accessorizing,

but she even chose to do so with feathers.

She’s a keeper, she is.

She had her first day.

Today, my daughter had her first day of school.

Real, big kid school.

I had a hard time believing it.

She had her very first backpack.

She had a hand-drawn cartoon, made by her daddy, which he tucked, carefully, into her school bag.

She had her feathers.

She had her first day.

She had the time of her life.

You mean your toddler

doesn’t insist on blinging herself out

for bedtime?

And another one bites the dust.

Sunday, Monday, Tu(tu)esday…

Some people have days of the week undies.

Or socks.

And then there are some people with days of the week tutus.

Or so I’ve been told.

Oh! I never realized!

Now it all makes sense.

Finally!

Too (too) much.

Something extraordinary happened this weekend in the Northeastern part of the country.

An unprecedented event;

an important first.

Nature, at it’s finest…

My daughter started to actually ask to wear tutus. And refuses to take them off.

This is a WIN in my book,

and further proof that she is mine, all mine.

Oh, and I should confess to you, the tutu you see pictured above (the one she just had to wear for the Eagle’s game tonight) once belonged to our My Size Barbie….

and it is also the tutu that I will be wearing as a part of my Halloween costume tomorrow.

You heard me right.

You know how we do Halloween in this family, don’t you?

So yes, I will be wearing that tutu, a pair of my daughter’s hair bows and some strategically placed turquoise eye shadow…

Any ideas?

Hint: there is a hidden clue in the photo above. Happy guessing!

And I will see YOU (boo!) tomorrow.