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If you are not a Twilight fan you might want to skip this one.

My birthday is June 12th. My best-est friend ever (yes I just said best-est. No I'm not 12) lives in Indianapolis. Last year when New Moon premiered she went with some girlfriends to the midnight showing. I didn't. I saw it a couple weeks later with my begrudging husband. And I was jealous.

BUT. This year will be different. After lots of negotiating, making phone calls, calling in favors, begging, etc. I have a ticket to Indianapolis (for one) leaving on June 28 and coming home July 1st.

So....my bff and I get to shove our way through the lines of swooning teenagers to get a good seat for the most exciting event of the year! I've never ever done this before, and I know it's kinda dorky, but I'm looking forward to it. What's wrong with re-living youth once in a while right?

Now, the problem is, I need a t-shirt. Well, actually, a second t-shirt. I'm already buying the one below to wear the day before Eclipse.



But I want to wear a Jasper themed shirt for the actual movie. He's my favorite character. These are the choices below. I'm taking a vote. Pick a first and second favorite and leave it in my comments. The one with the most votes is the one I'll buy :)

"because calm is the new sexy"

"Jasper is my anti-depressant"

"Jasper? Oh HALE yes!"

"Jasper Hale; Screwing with your emotions since 1863"
(But not as a maternity shirt. Hopefully.)

So, which one do you like best?

Ecplise

Holy Mother! Who can't wait for June 30th this year???

Okay, best part of the trailer: creepy vampires coming out of the water- no, wait...Jasper looking bad ass kicking vampire butt- no, no...Jacob shirtless...Ahhh! I just don't know! The whole trailer was awesome!

This just may be the year I brave the pre-teen masses and see the movie opening night. How 'bout you?

Maya Papaya

Maya's pediatrician said she is at a 15 month old level for language and social. So we have a little smarty-pants here. Maya is starting to communicate her wants by gesturing, grunting, and saying some words. And she's only 13 months! Smart, smart girl. Here are some of the words she can say:

- Mommy and daddy

- doggie

- sock

- light

- foot

- hi

- bye bye

- that and this

- out or outside


Did I mention she is only 13 months? I mean, it's within normal developmental limits so I'm not saying she's a genius or anything, I'm just happy she's not behind. I mean, my brother and I walked before 9 months, and talked in complete sentences by 18 months. But...you know...not all kids are as "advanced" as I was =)

We are so so close to adopting her. It should be some time in May. Right after I will post an assortment of photos of her. She really is the cutest baby ever! Oh, but wait. She's not so much of a baby anymore :( Every time I look at her she looks more and more like a toddler, and less like a baby. Especially now that she has so many teeth!

She's also getting quite the personality. She has always been the sweetest little thing, and she still is. But she's also experimenting with limits. She will swat at me then look at me. If I say, "ouch, that hurts", she'll hug me immediately. Then do it again 20 seconds later. I think she's just trying to figure things out. And she has a little temper like her brother. I say little because next to Mateo, it is little! She has become very vocal about her likes and dislikes. It's such a fun stage. I love it!


P.S. Are you wondering about the blog title? That's one of the funny names I call her, along with My-My, Munchkin, Baby, and Cutie Girl.

My Funny Kids: Do Milk Showers Make Little Sisters Laugh?

Mateo had a glass of milk on the counter that he wanted to drink. Instead of asking for help to get it down, he stretched up to get it himself. Inevitably it spilled all over the counter, our stools, and the floor. I ran over to move the stools out of the way and get some towels, while telling Mateo next time he should ask for help. Maya was cranky before that but I had to set her down while I cleaned up. She started crying (which I barely notice sometimes).

But Mateo...he notices everything she does.

All the sudden I looked over and Mateo was standing under the counter where the milk was dripping down all over his head and clothes. I looked at him and said (admittedly not one of my proudest moments) "Are you crazy? What are you doing?"

After we cleaned up I asked him why he let the milk spill on his head and his answer surprised me. I thought it was just one of those goofy impulsive things he does that never make any sense to me. But he told me, "Cause mom. Maya cry and I make her feel better!"

I had to laugh. Mateo put his head under a stream of milk to make Maya feel better. He was trying to cheer her up! Typical class clown.

I told him next time maybe he should do a dance instead.

Is She Mixed?

Sorry I've been so bad at keeping up this blog. It's hard keeping up with three blogs. Anyway, I have a bunch of pictures I need to edit and post, some really cute ones from Easter. But here's a quickie post about a conversation I had with a stranger at a department store a couple days ago.

Random Stranger (RS): Is that your daughter?

Me: Yes.

RS: Is she mixed?

Me: Mixed? What does that mean? (and how rude!)

RS: I mean...like...what's her father?

Me: (I knew what she was getting at but wanted to give her a hard time) A person.

RS: No, I mean...what's his background?

Me: (done screwing around and ready for this conversation to be over) Her birthfather is Puerto Rican.

RS: Oh. Cause...you know...I just found out I'm pregnant and my boyfriend is black and I just want to know what our kid will look like.


Really? You wanted to know what your kid will look like? Isn't there an app for that?

Easter Bunny Meets Jesus

With Easter coming up there's been lots of talk about bunnies, candy, and Easter baskets. Mateo is in the stage of asking lots of questions and so, naturally, had questions about the easter bunny. In trying to raise a household of faith, I attempted (poorly because I was caught off guard) to integrate the real reason for the holiday into the conversation. Here is what transpired.

Mateo: Me see easter bunny again?

Me: No. We only get to see the easter bunny once a year.

Mateo: Why?

Me: Uhhh...cause he has to go home.

Mateo: Where his home?

Me: Umm...planet....no- Easter Island! Yeah, that's right.

(Pause)

Feeling like I needed to explain further...

The easter bunny comes out once a year to....visit good boys and girls and....so....the bunny comes to our house on easter eve and leaves candy and toys....umm....to celebrate Jesus!

Mateo: (blank stare)

Me: Any questions?

Mateo: No.


Now how exactly would one correlate the easter bunny with the story of Jesus? Because I feel like I missed the mark.