Teenage Mutant Ninja (french) Toast

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My life is strange and wonderful. Having never actually watched the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Zachary is still a fan. Grandma Ann brought out Big Daddy Paul's collection of TMNT figures from his childhood, and Zachary was hooked. Thanks to the recent TMNT revival in real world pop culture (yeah, I think I just made that phrase up) Zachary is enjoying some pretty cool turtle stuff--including this awesome sweatshirt from our neighbor Miss Erica! And Elara, she's just really enthusiastic about her breakfast sometimes. Most of the time. 

In Deep

After seaschool is the perfect time to visit the aquarium--we're already there! So sometimes we meet up with some of our friends and visit with the animals. Or maybe our kids behave like animals. Something like that. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The newest animal at the aquarium--the Zebra Shark. Z learned all about them at seaschool. Apparently they look like more like leopards than zebras when they are full grown--but they have zebra-like stripes when they are babies. That's what Z tells me anyway. :)

All the Parties

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I don't always eat cake, but when I do, I smear it all over my face.

Zachary has been enjoying lots of birthday celebrations this year. Including this one on the day of his birthday. I think 4 is going to be a great year Z!

The Godson

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Paul and I feel very lucky to have been chosen as Dominic's Godparents. Hopefully we can do as great a job as his godparents as Auntie Christine and Uncle JonJon have done for Zachary and Elara.

We love you Dominic Vito Scotti!!!

Change of Heart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For months now, bath was a four letter word at our house. Zachary was happy to splash and play in the tub, but the moment the water turned on, Elara was a screaming ball of terror. I had to fight for every soap bubble and drop of rinsing water. Then one day, I went in to the kid's bathroom prepared for battle, started to fill the bathtub, and...rainbows, sunshine and daisies. Elara was giggling, splashing, playing with toys. She let me scrub her down, wash her hair, and the saddest part of the whole bath was taking her out of it. I was so surprised, I had to document the experience. I feared it might be the only peaceful bath we'd ever have.