I Stand Corrected

Eleanor cries.
Me: Did you bump your head?
Eleanor: No, I conked my noggin!

Gee, Thanks!

Nora had her movement class the other day and they were dancing with scarves. She brought me one and I twirled it. She saw me and yelled "I'm proud of you, Mommy!"

Fashion Sense

Eleanor found this old bib while we were changing her crib sheet the other day. She then proceeded to wear it around the house all day. I drew the line at letting her wear it to the store. It really went well, in her opinion, with her owl hat.

Bandaids

You may have noticed band aids on Eleanor's face in a lot of photos recently. While it's true she is a klutz (she takes after Mommy on that one) she usually doesn't fall on her face. What she does like to do is rub every scratch or bite on her face or arm when she gets tired and sucks her thumb. If all else fails she'll just rub her nose. As much as I clip her nails there always seems to be one rough edge that gives her a sore. We try to cover them up with band aids so they will heal. Then she rubs around the band aids and get sores there. It's become a long-term war.

Nora's New Class

Nora's cooking and tumbling classes have ended and we signed her up for a new class. I can't remember the name of it, but it suits her to a tee. She gets to play with noise makers, run around a large room lined with mirrors and dance to music. But I think her favorite part is that it's on Wednesdays, when Daddy doesn't work, so we both get to go and watch her.

Pictures?

You may have noticed a lack of pictures on the blog lately. There are two reasons for this. One, putting pictures on blogger is a pain in the you know what. You can upload them in order you want and theoretically move them around the post to where you want them. But that is a big hit and miss thing. Lately I will have spend a bunch of time putting pictures on, writing the post and trying to move the pictures into the right order with no luck. Then I get mad and just delete the whole thing. It's a big pain.

Second, Nora is now two and always on the go. She talks all day long and if she can't think of anything to say she will hum. She runs around the house all day playing mommy to her babies and playing store with the books on the bookcase and her play money. She needs books read to her and things taken off shelves and toys played with. By the time she taking her nap the last thing I have energy for is fighting blogger to put pictures on the blog.