19 June 2013

confession

Harlow 
Both girls are finally in bed and sleeping.  There is a mountain of laundry on the chair in the living room waiting to be folded and put away.  I have a bunch of papers on my desk to sort through as well as a pile of things that need put away on the dining room table.  The problem is I only got about 3.5 hours of sleep last night.  It is all but impossible to keep my eyes open.  So rather than blog, clean, photo edit or do anything that I should be doing, I am going to crawl into bed, listen to the storm that is rolling in and fall fast asleep.

17 June 2013

dance, ballerina, dance

**I am ashamed to admit that I wrote this post almost a month ago on May 20th.  I didn't publish it because it took until last night for me to finally get the photos uploaded to the computer and edited.  Better late than never, I suppose.**

Mabes had her ballet recital over the weekend.  She had missed class for three straight weeks leading up to it while we were in Pennsylvania awaiting the birth of my precious nephew.  Due to the lack of practice, I wasn't sure she still wanted to participate, which I completely understood and told her I would support her decision either way.  We have a rule that when you start something, you finish it.  Needless to say she took that rule to heart and wanted to be able to participate in the recital.  Dan and I were extremely proud of her not only for being so dedicated but also for the hard work she had put in all year learning both ballet and tap.

I will admit that there was a moment that morning of great worry.  Even though I had talked to the teacher about the fact that she had missed so much class and even though the teacher assured me that most of the little ones didn't know the routine and would just be following the lead of the teachers who were dancing just off stage, I worried that Mabes would not know what she was doing and get embarrassed.  Honestly, I worried for nothing.  Most of the little girls in her class were looking off to one side or the other watching teachers and following cues.  In some of the classes before Mabes there were kids who spent the entire time staring out into the crowd and shyly waving.  Mabes did great all things considered.

There was also a moment of panic when I looked down at the stroller and realized it was only a matter of time before Harlow stopped doing this...
Recital 1
...and became a full blown screaming mess, which always happens after morning nap.  Basically she wakes up and wants fed.  Immediately.  If you don't happen to be quick enough about it, she will make her rage known at the highest volume possible.  The last thing I wanted was a meltdown of epic proportions right in the middle of the show.

Can you imagine years later people are watching the videos of their child preforming in their dance recital and suddenly all you hear coming out of the speakers are the screams of what can only be described as a rabid, wild animal?

Ain't nobody got time for that kind of crazy business, Harlow.

Anyhow, in an effort to play it safe I sat there with my nursing cover on just waiting.  As the lights went down Harlow woke up.  There was just enough disorientation going on by being in a new, dark place that I was able to grab and start feeding her before she could work up to a frenzied level of hysteria.  Afterwards she sat happily on my lap, mesmerized by the bright lights and colors of the stage.  Thus allowing me to video and take pictures as I pleased.  Thankfully Mabes and her class were the last act, giving me plenty of time.

I mention the part about Harlow because it felt like a small victory in my current single parenthood status.  I was able to successfully take both of my children into a public place on time, without crying,  and was also able to do the things I wanted/needed to do (take pictures and film for Dan and the rest of the family) without stress or feeling like a total circus.  This is the first time in three months that has happened.

Back to the recital...

It was Wizard of Oz themed.  Mabes was one of the girls from the Emerald City.
Recital 2
You can see in the video how each of the girls is looking at the teachers off to the side as far as following the routine.  Mabes and one other girl seem to be looking at one teacher while everyone else is apparently watching someone else.
After the recital Harlow and I gave Mabes a rose from all of us (Daddy included).  She asked if we could take some photos of her outside to send to her Daddy.
Recital 3
Clearly Harlow was impressed with everything that was going on.
Recital 4
I couldn't be prouder of our little ballerina.
Recital 5

26 April 2013

spa birthday

A very good friend of Mabes turned six a few weeks ago.  Her parents threw her a spa themed birthday and it was so much fun and very cute.  

They had the dining room table set up as a manicure station.  They had plastic bowls with some colored "spa rocks" and bath salts in them for the girls to soak their hands.  There were all kinds of glittery purple and pink nail polish colors to choose from and even stickers for their nails.  Mabes was in heaven.  In the living room they had set up little plastic chairs and tubs (with more "spa rocks" and bath salts) for pedicures.    
Spa Birthday
Once the mani and pedis were complete they laid down a large blanket and wrapped the girls' hair back with little towels and applied a honey and yogurt face mask.  Mabes did OK with this part, but was not happy when they put cucumbers over her eyes.  She claimed that they were very cold.  Regardless, she looked adorable.
Mabes Spa BDay Party
For lunch the girls dined on pizza and chips and dessert was a fondue station where they were able to dip angel food cake and brownies into chocolate.  They also got to decorate a cupcake that they were able to bring home in a little zebra cupcake box.  

The highlight of the day were the little plastic champagne glasses that were filled with sprite.  When you dropped cotton candy into the glass it would fizz and turn the drink blue or pink (or purple) depending on the color of the cotton candy.  The girls thought that this was amazing and very fancy.
Cotton Candy Drink

25 April 2013

tiny voice, big attitude

While looking through old videos, I came across some from when Mabes was very little.  It is hard to imagine that she was ever so young.  These ones of her talking, I will admit made me cry a little.  They also made me laugh, a lot.  Even with a limited vocabulary, Mabes little attitude shines through.  Some things will never change.
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