She's Three

She insisted it be Dora. And I know better than to argue with a soon-to-be-three-year-old over something as important as birthday cake. It took me a day or two to figure out how to make the Dora cake without doing anything crazy like buying a Dora shaped cake pan. I ended up doing the old cake in a bowl trick inserting a princess Dora instead of a Barbie. Nora was thrilled with her cake.

I think three is my very favorite birthday. There is so much excitement...really I expected her to jump right out of her skin. And the best part was that she was so thankful. She thanked me over and over again for her party, for her Dora cake and especially for her very special present from her Dad and me. Oh and she announced that she wants another Dora cake for her next birthday. Of course I know that 12 more months will bring new interests, but for right now I agree that every year should be Dora.

Driveway Masters

It's strange to compare this post with the last. Entries just days apart, but more like seasons apart. It's sunny and a pleasant 60 degrees today. The snow has almost completely melted away except for snow plowed hills here and there. We took the opportunity to break out brand-new-waiting-for-summer sidewalk chalk. The kids had a great time creating their masterpieces. Cara decided to illustrate a basic landscape while Brendan the Surrealist...

...well I was told this is Snake Meets Blue Tongued Skink. I'll have to say that I was rather surprised that my 6 year-old knew what a blue tongued skink was, let alone feel compelled to illustrate such a unique reunion. I see artistic potential.

And is it safe to say happy spring?

Spring Ahead?

I hardly think this is fair. When I give up an hour of my precious sleep for daylight savings I expect in return the promise of warmer days ahead. Instead our dear Queen City is under a snow emergency. We stopped counting at 14 inches. Even the postal service wasn't around for mail delivery. If we did get a newspaper today, we can't find it.

I have to give credit to my spunky almost-three-year-old. Nora's not letting a little snow stop her. She's had enough of sleds and is staging her own protest. She dug out a trike and is trying her hardest to pedal through this unseasonable amount of snow.

The older kids are happily doing snow appropriate activities—building forts, throwing snowballs and riding sleds. They've been outside almost all day. Maybe it's worth losing that hour after all. That's just as long as spring promises not to be too far behind.