Wizard of Oz Tea Party

January was a full month, starting out with a horrible computer virus, then packing like crazy to move, finding out we might not move, and then eventually moving.  Not meaning to complain, just saying, it's been inconvenient to keep record of what we've been doing.  But as you can see, same old same old...

After learning about the Maori people of New Zealand, we tried to paint each other's faces like them!  No thanks for the Hitler mustache Sylvia.  And I love how Luke drew pokemon balls on Isabel's cheeks and the Legend of Zelda triforce on her forehead.

Maori Warrior

Lately I've been finding hundreds of pictures just like this one when I upload our photos.  Hazel has become quite the sneaky photographer.

I remember my big sister always had the best ideas and I am pretty sure Sylvia feels the same way about her big sister.  I sure feel like I could use an orange slice on my forehead at the Isabel Spa right now.

Spa beauty table.  (I love it when I go to a spa and they floss my teeth for me!  Actually I've never been to a spa, maybe they do that.)

Sylvia got the "Chicken Pox."

Isabel made her own TV and DVD player out of our moving boxes...

...along with some DVDs.  (The Wizard of Oz Tea Party is my favorite.)

Thank you for the warning signs.

Luke and Isabel's piano teacher, Mary Woods, is also a fantastic quilter.  One day a week for quite a few weeks Isabel has been quilting at Mary's home for hours making this beautiful quilt.  I can't even express how grateful I am to Mary for taking the time to teach and work with Isabel.  I know Isabel enjoyed every minute of it and it has been a great confidence booster for her.

T.V.

I usually never just turn on the T.V. and flip channels during the day.  Joey and I will record a show we like and watch it together after the kids have gone to bed, or we'll record and watch Discovery Channel, Animal Planet type shows as a family.  Although, the last few weeks I've been watching a lot more T.V.  I am either up in the night because for the life of me I can't get used to sleeping with this huge body of mine, or I have to sit down during the day and prop up my hot chubby pregnant feet for a while in front of the T.V.  Isabel is the only one interested in the shows I watch (that seem to always be on.)  Mostly What Not to Wear and Babies: Special Delivery.  If you've never heard of these shows, their titles explain them pretty well. Isabel will plop down next to me and if it's What Not to Wear, she will comment, "I liked her hair before they cut it."  If we are watching, Babies: Special Delivery, she will ask the usual, "How many babies does she have in her?"  And, "Boy or Girl?" Now everytime that Isabel and Sylvia are taking a bath together I hear Isabel coaxing Sylvia to push.  When I peek in, I see Isabel pretend to pull an imaginary baby out of Sylvia's crotch area.  Then yesterday Isabel and Luke were playing What Not to Wear with the wooden magnetic dress up dolls.  I think Luke was being a silly boy about the game and dressing the dolls up as ridiculous as he could.  Isabel was very serious and I would hear her comment now and again, "That is a wonderful office look!"  "That jacket slims your waist line!"

Sheesh!