backyard picnic.

last night, i decided to surprise brad and have a backyard picnic.

(read i have had this picnic basket for over two years and have never 

used it and it was time AND i wanted to surprise brad!)

menu: 

homemade pork tenderloin with caramelized onions (backyard allows for this...)

pasta and veggie salad

fresh strawberries and pineapples (with whip cream, of course)

fresh olives (for brad, they are his favorite)

what a fun night with my favorite guy.

this might become a routine...

yeah, you're cute mister.

next time i might get craaaay and take our show on the road.

like to a real park.

i know...nuts!

fingerprints of god.

nashville has been unseasonably warm this winter.  i have had the windows open many days in febraury, it's the strangest thing to be mid-febraury in tennessee and not need a coat and a scarf and still freezing.  but i'll take it.  it's sooooooooo nice, there has been more walks, more frisbee playing, more picnics and more excuses to stay outside.  i know it will get chilly again before spring, but these last two weeks especially have been glorious.  not gonna lie, makes me crave some color on my skin. (which usually means the tanning bed.  oops, i know i know!)


so i've had that ring on my toe since i was eighteen, i am thirty six now.  that's a long time to have a toe ring, folks.  and i am pretty sure they aren't even IN anymore...but it's a part of me now, so what's a girl to do?

i think this was god saying *look at this sky i created today...pretty awesome, huh?  
get it, the sky has an asterick on it?
am i reaching too much here?
deep thoughts by yours truly.

walks looking for the train.
here's what this nanny does - tell lil bit that we are gonna go find the train, so she lets me walk and walk and walk and is content to eat her cookies and drink her milk.  we never find the train, but bob the builder?  check.
nanny points.

and to beat it all, i was off on the absolute prettiest WEEK day ever in february!
see?
and it was a great out of doors reading the hunger games kinda day.

it's enough to make this girl and that one up there...really really happy.
like throw your head back happy.

and hey, we get a bonus day this year!  yeow!
how are you gonna spend your leap day!
go big!
do something great!
and then tell me all about it!

frisipee fun.

recently, the little fellas and lil bit spent the evening at br. bwads house. it is actually mr. bwad AND ms. jessica's house, yes. but to them i am just the ole nanny, and they like to leave me out of the cool equation and since mr. bwad is way cooler than i'll ever have a chance at being...

our house es mr. bwad's casa.

it was less than ninety degrees out, so we decided to throw some "frisipee" and play in the out of doors.  the little fellas get soooo hot, their shirts must come off immediately. you know how cool it is to show that big bad chest of yours when you are six...

actually, i have no idea, since i am a girl and usually (always) keep my upper half clothed, by bottom half too just in case you are wondering, but i can imagine it must be fantastic.

we have established many many moons ago, that she has a crush on my husband. it is getting to be beyond rediculous,  she's a bwad hog. pretty much, and the feeling...well, it's mutual.
after all, she DID take her first steps to him after weeks and months of cooing and encouraging by her mom and me.  nothing.
brad...six steps.
bitter?  i'm not bitter, why do you ask?

just last week, he was over one afternoon and she grabbed his face with both hands and said, "i wuv eww bwad." really? because all i get when i say, "i love you" to her is..."too!"  
she replies with "too" and thinks that's good enough, but not for bwad, she lays it on thick.

 it's undeniable.

guess who was on the other end of that frisipee playing? oh yeah, you guessed it. because when i tried to play all i got was a "no caca. not."  
that's the thanks i get for keeping her clean, changing her diaper, wiping her nose, picking her ears and fixing her hair.
"no caca.  not!"

but really, no site is sweeter to me when i see the man that i love more than anything with one of the children that i spend my days and some nights with and love them as they are my own, being intrinsically kind to the children and wanting to spend his afternoons and nights with me and in turn with them.

and lil bit on the other hand, if she could just master the art of sitting like mr. bwad...

it'd be a good good day.

p.s.  in our house we call frisbee "frisipee" and star wars "star warriors."  try and tell them different and you will loose.  

p.s.s.  an hour of my day today was spent getting bubble gum off of a six year olds arms and hands.  it was glorious.  no gum for a week.  maybe two.

or ever.