Libby has gorgeous hair. I'm not saying that because I am her Mom but because she does. She has a great mix of my thick hair and Jim's color/curl. Sadly, she gets my tangles with it being so thick. She absolutely hates for me to do her hair so I have a daily battle with her. She has a favorite toy she calls "monster" and we call "grumbelina" that has braids. I actually talked her into letting me braid her hair and the result...adorable. So thank you little pink monster! We even let her look in the mirror to see how cute it was (and how it wasn't in her face and didn't hurt to do)...then we couldn't get her away from the mirror!
Monday was Jim's birthday...his 35(!) to be exact. He asked for a homemade cake and I "forced" myself to make it. For those of you that don't know me that well, I LOVE to bake and try not to do it often since I want to be able to fit through doorways. So the plan was to make the cake on Saturday and then let Libby decorate it as a surprise. Saturday was a bit more action packed than I had planned so Libby didn't get to decorate it until Sunday morning.
At first she didn't get it but once I brought out the sprinkles she was very excited. She is ALL about sprinkles. The cake is a bit...crunchier than normal. But her Daddy loves it just the same. =)
We'll know if Baby Ski is going to be a boy or girl in less than 2 weeks. I added a poll to the right most portion of the site. What do you think? Given the fact that EVERYONE I know (with the exception of 1 couple) that has found out the gender of their baby are having boys, I am assuming we will follow the trend. Is there any truth to trends?
We're still adjusting to living in the county from the city. This week proved to us we no longer live on a busy street. Each morning I go up around 6:45am to get Libby up and look out the window. This is my way of knowing the forecast since I do not trust the weather people on the news. I was shocked to see NINE deer behind our house in the yard behind ours. I immediately started screaming for Jim...which is NOT a good idea when you are pregnant but it still got him up pretty fast. The deer were beautiful and have been back several times over the past few days so it must be a good spot for them. Libby thinks they are big dogs. We are definitely not on Delmar anymore!
Libby doesn't completely understand catch. It's more like she plays fetch...by herself...with people around. This is a video of her playing her version of catch with my Mom, brother (Brad), and my parent's two dogs --- who probably were the only ones besides Libby that really enjoyed the game.
We went outside yesterday to enjoy the lovely weather and the neighbor kids found us. There were four of them in 2 jeeps. One, Noel, was nice enough to give Libby a ride - terrifying us that a 5 year old had our daughter in a motorized vehicle. Libby LOVED it but then tried to make a break for it mid way through. It turns out, she just wanted to chase it around (and did so for the next 10 minutes or so).