Monday, March 30, 2009

Miss Manners

We've been practicing our very best manners for some time now. And as every parent knows, this takes a lot of practice. Tonight, CiBaby had a fun "milk" drink given to us by a friend. Well, she spilled the majority of her first cup and wanted more.

CiBaby: I want mo' milk
Me: How do we ask in our very best manners?
CiBaby: Please have mo' milk, Mommy. Sit down at table, B (the dog) no get. I spill, it B's. No spill it dis time!

Hehe, she's getting it.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Whose job?

This is a question that I have been going over in my mind all day today: Whose job is it to introduce people who do not know one another at a private function...the people themselves or the host?

I have my thoughts on the matter, but I'm curious to hear what others think. It the fault of the guests or the host when people do not get formally introduced? Is it upbringing or a regional/cultural thing? What does etiquette say?

Monday, March 23, 2009

BFF


Aren't they cute?!?! This is CiBaby's friend, "Wibby." The girls get along and play (generally, unless a nap is needed) so well, it makes my heart sing.
**It's a pretty rare pic to catch CiBaby smiling. If you know her, you know she smiles all of the time, except for pictures, of course!

Friday, March 13, 2009

Art?

I know art is subjective, but this had me in awe.


It was very creative, but a bit disturbing. I'm not a vegetarian (almost, but not quite), nor do I get squeamish with raw meat or where it comes from...but this was bile-rising-in-the-back-of-my-throat gross, in my honest opinion. And seriously, where does one get that many bones???
*You too can see more of cars like these at http://www.artcarparade.com/. I was privileged enough to see this one out and about this morning.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

The moments you wish you could bottle

Amongst the craziness and whining of this morning, I found CiBaby sitting, by herself, reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear aloud for the first time. At that moment, the chaos stopped, the world slowed and T-Daddy and I stood back in the wings and listened.

This moment bottle has been bottled, corked and labeled and, I predict, will age nicely.