She totally scares me, so I'm not going to blog about it. You'll have to check out her blog to hear the funny story.
Today was the first day of preschool. Sad mom? NO WAY! I am thrilled to have someone else listen to Little Boy's incessant talking and answer his five-billion questions for 6 hours a week! He was more than a little excited in his new school clothes that are too big and his new Nemo backpack. I couldn't get him to stop dancing and act normal for the picture, so this is what you get:Who the heck sizes kid's clothing anyway? Size 5T fits him perfectly, but I don't want his new clothes to fit him perfectly. If they fit perfectly now, they will fit very imperfectly in two months. I want a little big, not looking-like-an-orphan-drowning-in-my-clothes big. So the next size? Kids 4/5. Huge. Apparently kids are supposed to hit a huge growth spurt between those sizes. Little boy didn't get the memo.
I painted Little Sister's room over Labor Day weekend. It looks fabulous, but it doesn't smell very fabulous. The paint smell is overwhelming. I've had a fan on and the window open for days now and it still smells toxic when I open her door in the morning (and it's not just her diaper). I've tried Febreze and air freshener and now it just smells like citrus paint. Any tips here?
This Febreze air freshener? Lovely. Just not mixed with paint stink.
This painting tool? Incredible. We are now very good friends and may take on more new and exciting projects together.
Little Boy has been redecorating again. This is our new window treatment: You get 10 points if you can guess what it's supposed to be, specifically, the red cup taped to the window. No guessing, Emily, I already told you.