And then we met a Storm Trooper:)
And then we met a Storm Trooper:)
A lot of the news sucks right now. Meryl picked this book out (on her own accord) last weekend at the book store, I had to buy it. Ever since, she’s been studying the pages on prominent women and pressing their corresponding buttons to hear each woman’s speech. We’re learning a lot too!
Let’s face it, soccer at this age is a practice of, “can you follow directions and stay on task?” This week, Meryl decided that everything was more fun with a hula hoop…between running off into the distance, stacking cones instead of lining them up, and stopping everything in pursuit of getting an octopus stamp on her hands.
Dumplings and doughnuts!
We have apple and peach trees behind our house! Who knew? Margot did! Pre-dinner block walk shenanigans tonight, and a little fruit amuse bouche at our neighborhood view spot.
Turns out this past week of crappy and chaotic sleep really did mean a milestone was coming (always does!). That, and the huge bright shiny object of an open dishwasher to serve as a goal. Holmes went the distance!
We all went to lunch with Lola to a new Puerto Rican restaurant up the street from us called Sazõn Kitchen. Delicious new find, and Meryl got her very own silver dollar pancakes!
Last week was the going-away party for the Executive Director at Meryl’s school. I said a few words, Sarah conversed with other parents, Holmes ate cheese, and Meryl ate chocolate chip cookies. And! We won a raffle for a painting that Meryl’s class painted! It’s a pour painting experience, inspired by the artist Holton Rower and the "accidental painting" technique of David Alfaro Siqueiros.
Also last week, Holmes had his NEXUS interview (yup, infants get to be ‘interviewed’ for Global Entry), which required a two-hour drive north of Seattle to Blaine. Luckily, we made a pitstop to Bellingham for our little Duke Caboom to stretch his legs and tour the office.