Things worth remembering

The winter doldrums have been getting to me a bit lately. The girls were sick with a worse-than-a-cold-not-quite-the-flu ickiness for the better part of a week. It was particularly hard on Ellie, who fevered and coughed her way through three days and whose generally happy personality was replaced by a lovely combination of pathetic because she felt so poorly and Incredible Hulk because, whoa, does illness make her fuse short. Josh has had a stressful few weeks at work. The average high this time of year is in the mid-40s, but we've been lucky to get out of the teens, and Yuna seems to derive great pleasure in taking her sweet time first thing in the morning. No alarm clock is quite as jarring as traipsing out in the snow wearing your husband's snow boots and his winter coat and having the wind slice through your pajama pants like a thousand knives. And today it snowed, again.

But in the middle of those doldrums, we've had many moments worth remembering. And because I'll forget them if I don't write them down, here are a few:

Last weekend, while Josh made dinner, I gave the girls a makeover with some of the makeup they got for Christmas. Ellie chose blue eye shadow because "it matches my eyes", and Elaina chose black, I think, because she wanted to look like the wolf in the Zelda game Josh is playing. Once the eye shadow, blush, and three shades of lip gloss had been applied, they wanted skirts to complete the princess look. Ellie then had a change of heart for her future ventures: "Mama, I don't wanna be a seff (chef)  anymowre when I gwow up. I wanna be a pwincess!" 

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A conversation overheard while the girls were taking their baths:

Ellie: I'm awwergic to bees. 'Cause bees make me sneeze.

Elaina (indignantly): No, you're not! You're allergic to a-mozzerella!

(For the record, Ellie is allergic to neither bees nor cheese. But she is allergic to amoxicillin.

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The girls have been doing chores for the last several weeks to save money for a game they both wanted--Shelby's Snack Shack, or something along that line-we just call it the Dog Game. They earned enough money, we ordered it from Amazon, and it finally arrived on Tuesday. We played four rounds--one for each of us to win--and had a great time.  

Elaina's not competitive at all, no siree.

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Ellie has a particular affection for one pair of pink socks, mostly because they go to her knees. She was thrilled to put them on one night and spent the majority of her bedtime routine walking around with her pants hiked up so everyone could revel in the wonder that was her "stwetchy pink socks."

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On the topic of clothes...on Thursday, I wore an outfit to work that in all honesty did nothing for me. I felt frumpy and middle-aged and soccer-mom professional. On Friday, however, I pulled off what I felt to be a professional, age-appropriate, cute outfit. And my hair cooperated. And Elaina helped keep me company while I did my makeup, and it turned out better than normal. All I have to show of it is a bathroom selfie, and even though I felt stupid taking the picture, I did it because I wanted to remember  a day where I really felt put together.

Please excuse the poor lighting...

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Elaina, in her great love for Yuna, allows the dog to lick her face. Which isn't bad in and of itself, until she walks away looking like she's been in the pool. We've gotten after her a thousand times to stop, but she just can't seem to resist the licks and giggles raucously as it happens. 

One day this week I was helping Ellie in the bathroom and heard Elaina cooing, "Oh, Yunie, Yunie!" and giggling her tell-tale giggle. Knowing what she was up to, I yelled, "Elaina! Get off the floor and quit letting the dog lick your face!" The giggling ceased, and a pregnant pause followed. And then a little voice from the hallway said, "Mama? Can you see through walls?"

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This weekend we went out for lunch with Rita and then headed to the Peoria Home Show to gather some ideas and see what local companies have to offer. The girls were quite patient, though Elaina was particularly disappointed she couldn't get a balloon animal that other children were walking around with. (This is what happens when Mama and Daddy forget to carry cash....) Thankfully, as we were headed out, we happened by a booth offering free face painting, and less than five minutes later, we had some pretty happy girls on our hands. It sure is a joy when their reward for good behavior becomes our reward, too.

Elaina and Rita at Cracker Barrel

Love how Ellie is looking at her sister here

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Tonight, I made rainbow spaghetti for the girls, and Josh made a white wine sauce for it, just because.  Life is so much more special when you say yes to simple stuff like this.