The mice will play! Saturday and Sunday, Matt (as he is still presently called :) went away on a fishing trip to Catalina with the guys - so Megan, Molly and I were up to all things Girly! We went and had bagels together for breakfast where I let them each have their own Cinnamon Sugar bagel (I usually make them share one) and their own Orangina (I usually limit the choice to water, apple juice or milk....but it's a hard argument to make when I am ordering my Coke the size of a swimming pool - even to a 3 year old!) After bagels, and taking inspiration from Love, all three of us got pedicures. I'm still not sure who had more fun. The girls, getting to pick out whatever color they wanted - or Me, watching them sit in their own chairs and turn over their dainty fingers and toes. Molly chose hot pink and Megan chose a glittery "hot blue" (which the rest of the world calls turquoise.)
Saturday we went to First Cut with Grammie and got Megan's do it yourself haircut evened out. It made it so it's really short! But I do have to agree with Tonya, and admit that this whole neighbor haircutting incident was possibly Serendipity working in my favor. I never would have cut Megan's hair this short, but now I think it's pretty cute! Even better - she let's me comb it every morning, as there are hardly any tangles anymore. And now she loves to wear clips, barrettes and bows to hold back her bangs!
After the haircut, we went to a matinee of Shrek the Third. I should say we went to see the previews that were BEFORE Shrek the Third...as once the movie actually started, we'd been sitting in the movie theatre for almost and hour and the girls we D-O-N-E! About 5 minutes into the movie Megan turns to me and says, "I'm tired! Is it time to sleep yet?" (It was 1 o'clock, which is normally naptime, and we were in a dark theatre...) My mom and I cracked up and decided to cut our losses and get our money back. Once we got home the girls slept for THREE HOURS! Which meant I got some sewing in and took an hour nap! HALLELUJAH!
Saturday night we went to dinner with Uncle Andy and Aunt Adrie and then drove in the car all the way around the back bay with our windows open listening for "Crickets and Frogs." It's a routine A&A do with the girls when they babysit and Megan and Molly love it. We were a little early to actually hear anything but birds - since it gets dark much later now - but we did stop and watch the dredger working in the bay. I think Molly's new favorite word is MUD which she pronounces with a very hard "D" at the end. We then went back home and the girls played tickle monster with my brother until they were sick with laughter and were ready to fall into bed.
On another note: Last night I worked well into the wee hours sewing baby presents and Fourth of July skirts for the girls. Why is it that when the husband's away and the kids go to bed at a reasonable hour - I don't go to sleep myself and get some much needed rest?! It seems these are always the nights I am up until 2AM doing every which crafty thing I have been wanting to get to for the past month. I think it's because I hate sleeping alone. I've shared a room my whole life with either my sister, college roommate or husband - and after 8 years of sharing a bed...sleeping alone is just not the same. I think it's humorous we mothers strive to teach our babies good sleep habits - how to self soothe, fall asleep on their own, and sleep thru the night ALONE. I'd say the first 5 books I read as a new mother were on this very subject. Moms are constantly asking each other, "Do your kids come into your bed at night?" afraid that the other is going to respond "Oh no! Never!" like co-sleeping is the plague. But in reality, don't we all wish our little ones will someday find that special someone to snuggle with for the rest of their lives? Why is it so important to learn to love to sleep alone? I've decided self soothing isn't all it's cracked up to be!
Daddy gets home later tonight and we are looking forward to a lazy Memorial Day as a family!