Cookie Hunt

Internal Medicine in November has its perks, for Sam at least. Apparently long hours are more than made up for by free food. Interview season brings platters of food and treats that all gets tossed at the end of the day, so my poor medical student happily snatches up a few things to surprise the girls. 

And of course in Sam fashion he takes the surprise to a whole new level. It started on Tuesday while Bails was at school. Hazel came running to me so excited as she handed me this package while begging "pwease." It was 10 am but I didn't have the heart to say no to her cute little voice so I opened it up and gave her one cookie. She thanked me and then ran off to play.

An hour later, as I was loading the baby up for pre-school pick up Hazel came to me pleading once again with a new package of cookies. I looked up and found a third one hanging out of the VCR (yes we still own one of those contraptions). I texted Sam to ask what was up with all of these cookies around the house and he excitedly responded, oh good! They found them all.

 

 

This cookie hunt has continued for weeks. Oreos, Lorna Doone shortbread cookies, mini boxes of cereals, snack well cookie cakes...you name it and it has been hidden in toys. The girls expect it every morning they go on the hunt and find their treasures before 7 am; at which point I get to be the bad guy and tell them not right now, maybe later.

My Sleeping Babe

 

I blinked and all of a sudden she isn't a tiny newborn anymore. 

Faux Tree House

I sent the girls outside to soak in the two weeks of decent weather that Utah has to offer. I could hear them running around giggling and screaming and then it got quiet. I went to check on them and after a ten second scan of the yard my heart rate increased because they were no where to be found. Then out of the corner of my eye I caught some movement under the tree...

 I watched them play under there for a good ten minutes or so and then they came barreling back out, but careful not to let the poky branches touch them. They are braver than me; you couldn't pay me sit under that tree. The idea of them bringing bugs and spiders out with them scares me enough.

A Big Stomp...

Sam and the little girls headed out to the backyard to do some hard work (one of Bailey's favorites). They got their rakes and shovels and cleaned up all the leaves. After awhile the girls decided to take a break and play hide n seek...which basically means they take turns counting while the other walks into the center of the pile of leaves and crouches down quietly. Then when the other one is finished counting there is a lot of giggling and squealing and then the entire process starts over. I am glad they have each other.

There was also the tough process of smashing the leaves into the trash cans. Sam, being the fantastic problem solver that he is, came up with this solution...

 Our professional trash can stompers. It worked like a charm.

And Sam is that much closer to his pull up goals; a win-win.

Tuckered Out

Our arch nemesis...the car...trying to ruin 6:30 bed time for us.

Luckily when you just plop the both on the couch they wake each other up after just a few minutes. 

Crisis averted.

Disney On Ice

Disney on Ice landed perfectly on Daddy's break from school so the little girls got a little Daddy/Daughters date. They were so excited to dress up and see all the characters again. Sam spent the better part of the day searching for the best priced tickets and then at 3 Sam set out the princess dresses and let them pick which one they would wear.

Hazel picked Tinkerbell and Bails picked Cinderella. They were happy and ready to pose, and then 30 seconds later Hazel wiped her nose on Bailey's dress and all hell broke loose. At this point I quickly ushered them out the door and left the screaming tantrum for Sam to deal with. 

I got a few updates throughout the show. The first one was that they decided to squish together and share a seat while they sat there mesmerized.

 Secondly, any time the concession people walked by shouting who wants...popcorn, cotton candy, lemonade, etc...Bails would raise her hand and shout, "MEEEEEEEEE!" Sam mentioned several times how annoyed he was with all of them.

 Fruit snacks and dum dums were enough treats.

 And lastly, any time the music got even a little bit loud they were both quick to cover their ears while they watched...

Thanks for taking them to the show Daddy; and for tiring them out so the bed time process took about 5 minutes total.

Lunch Time

Lunch, a movie, and their Daddy is actually home! What more could these little girls ask for?

I just love my little family.