We're stocking up on vitamin D lately by getting our swim lessons on,
taking weekly hikes with friends,
losing the poundage by running (sorry, no picture of my sweaty awesomeness), attending festivals,
playing with cousins,
and other general liveliness.
I know summer's only just begun, but I'm really digging it. We've finished one round of swim lessons, the outdoor family movie nights have started back up (so far: Lion King and Cars), I'm actively training for a half marathon at Disneyland (in September) and my friend Alice and I get together weekly with our girls (they are 3 months apart in age) to hike and wander the wilderness. Not to mention the weekly farmer's market on Saturday mornings where we get a Grandma Debi fix and where the past few weeks have been gearing up for an outrageously delicious fruit season. I cannot wait to see what's available tomorrow morning!
On another note, who replaced my kiddo with a 5 year old? She's been saying the craziest things lately. Some cute and some disturbing. Like today when she told me to "shut up", like it was no big deal. I can assure you that this language is not used in our house, and yet here it is, smacking me in the face as it flies out of her precious little mouth.
Last week she told me matter-of-factly that she is pregnant.
Yesterday, in the tub, she asked, "What's this?". I told her, "It's where you go pee-pee from". She asked Ethan, "Daddy do you have one like this?". And then she asked me. Oh, man- that came out of left field. Who knew body-parts talk came at age two? Not me. Although, I don't really know when I expected it.
Lately, when E and I are using a "tone" with each other she is a firm request that we, "be nice to each other" and then follows it up with a, "Mommy, talk to Daddy". Well played kid, well played.
She's nearly got the "Hakuna Mata" song down, it's really the only part of The Lion King that stuck in her brain (thankfully; you ever notice how dark that movie is?) and it's available to watch on youtube so....that's what we do. I bet you can imagine how stinkin' cute it is to hear a toddler voice say, "It's a problem free, philosophy". Yeah, it's cute.
She's obsessed with helping in the (tiniest) kitchen and I love it. Most of the time.