Monday, February 23, 2009

Marielle's Yoga Pose

Now Breathe.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Two New Discoveries Today

Today Marielle used this phrase twice, "I dun ... know ... wut dat is" once for thunder and once for a urinal. There's a whole lot of world to discover for a two year old.

P.S. No pictures due to the graphic and auditory nature of Marielle's discoveries.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Cafe Rio in Houston

For those of you Houston locals, don't get too excited. I am not announcing the grand opening of the newest location. However, our family got to eat a close second on Saturday night. This recipe was fantastic! (I have tried others, which were good but not as close and not nearly as complete.) We split the work with friends, so the recipe and all its parts were manageable. Today I had some leftovers and knew I just had to post, because I am such a Cafe Rio junkie and totally was in heaven both Saturday and today!

My only suggestion if you try to re-create, search for a homemade tortilla recipe, because ours were a little on the thin side. But other than that it was perfect. Now, I'll never get homesick again.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Marielle's Memory

So it finally happened: two weeks ago I got roped into singing in church. The only wrinkle is that Mik was also singing in the same double quartet, so we needed someone to watch Marielle. My job was to find that someone. I decided to use the parents of one of Marielle's friends, thinking she would be distracted by the opportunity to play with her friend during sacrament meeting. Lo and behold, when I dropped her off with Rachel and her mama, Marielle clung to me like I was handing her over to the grim reaper.

When I finally pried her off of me, she cried & cried & "Rachel's mama" had to take her out of the chapel.

The title of this blog stems from what happened a week later. Mik & Marielle were standing in the hallway when Rachel and her mama walked by and Marielle said "I crying for Rachel's mama." At first Mik interpreted it was "Oh, you're crying for Lora? You want to see her?" but then Marielle added, "My prents singing" and we knew she was remembering what had happened last week.

I wonder if this will be her broken-leg-while-jumping-on-a-volleyball equivalent: her most traumatic 2 year-old experience that she'll remember (albeit vaguely) for the rest of her life?

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

The Similarity is Uncanny

Don't you agree?