Belated Message

Happy Valentines Day, everyone!

Love, Peyton

Gingerbread Girl

I got a great amount of joy capturing the delight of my daughter as I chased her around the island in our kitchen a few days ago.

The game goes like this: I sneak up and rush at her from around the corner yelling "BOOOO!" At which point she screams in delight and runs the other way around the island as fast as she can.

I think the game above lasted almost 45 minutes. Yep - my knees were bruised - but so, so worth it. :)

The lower left-hand corner picture is my currently on my desktop. :)

She's My Child

This morning I was sitting on our living room floor, drinking the last of my coffee while watching speed skating. I gotta say: Peyton was kinda being a nuisance. (I say this in a loving way, though.)

She always wants to try what we have - doing this intense, chin-jut thing that is pretty cute... but then she moves closer, and closer until she's literally 2 inches from your face. Seriously? Oscar was more subtle.

So I thought I'd teach her that grown-up drinks aren't always yummy.
I handed her my pretty much empty mug with the words, "Okay you little mooch. Try this."

I barely held back on the "Bah-ha-ha!!"

She eagerly grabbed my coffee cup and took a swig of my coffee then grimaced.

"Sweet success!" I thought.

The little stinker grinned at me, said, "Ahhhhhh!!!!" and went back for another gulp.

Peyton: 1.
Mommy: 0.

Skiing Collage

Although I have no actual pictures from the hill, I think you can tell from our faces that we had a good time. :)