



I cannot seem to put my Mother's Day joy into words so I'll let our happy faces tell the story.




I cannot seem to put my Mother's Day joy into words so I'll let our happy faces tell the story.
I freely admit that I am neither artistic nor fond of messy projects. Fortunately, there is a wonderful place just down the street where kids are encouraged to make a mess and explore their artsy side. I have wondered about this 1920s bungalow that has become progressively more colorful over the years. Now I know, it's an open studio for budding young artists. 
Of course, I had to hop in and show her how to drive it. Tessa would push the gas pedal and let go making for a pretty jerky ride. She gets so excited when the car lurches forward that she forgets to hold her foot down.
Our weather has been fabulous this week. On Monday, Tessa and I went to Falls Park after our library time. The flowers downtown are beautiful! We walked the Swamp Rabbit Trail and played at the park, such a relaxing day.
My little Southern Belle has discovered fried chicken. I was sharing bites with her from my plate when she grabbed the whole breast and started chowing down. She knows the best part is the yummy crunchy outside!
So, we made a big deal about how wonderful her new Big Girl Bed was. She helped us make the bed and put all her animals in place. To my surprise she hopped in bed, snuggled with her bear and said "Night Night!" Really?! Had we waited so long that it would be this easy?
She took a few experimental trips out of her room after bedtime and we calmly escorted her back to bed. When we peeked on her later she was fast asleep in her bed. Success!
Or so we thought. Tessa woke up at 2 am and pitter pattered down the hall to our room. I took her back to bed, gave her a kiss and closed the door. Five minutes later, pitter patter. We did this who knows how many times until 5am. At that point, I sleepily attached the childproof doorknob cover to the inside of her door and steeled myself for the outburst sure to follow. Oh how heartwrenching it is to listen to your baby cry. At 7am, with Ryan gone to work, I gave in and brought her to bed with me. Sleepy little doll curled up with me and fell fast asleep.So now we have a new rule - after 7am Momma and Daddy's bed is fair game. I have a feeling this may be the only time I'll get any sleep for awhile.
There were different booths for facepainting, coloring, and bouncing so the kids would be entertained while waiting for the hunt to begin. My little dancer thought the best part was the loud music. So cute! Once they finally sounded the whistle to begin, the kids were off at top speed. I love watching Tessa run. She was adorable dashing around picking up eggs.
Such a sweetheart.
Oh Momma, that was fun!!!