Mike and Rose are home!!!

As much as I LOVED my time home alone earlier this week,  I was SOOOO excited to see Rose and Mike after work tonight!  We met up at a friend's going away BBQ at Lake Harriet, and it was such a perfect evening - good food, lovely weather, wonderful company, and apparently the best sand box EVER.

I also got a few more photos from their time up at the cabin. (Thanks, Emily and Sara, for sending them to me!)  Here are Mike and Rose with "Baby Eleanor":

And all the older cousins after acting out a scene from The Sound of Music:

And, last but not least, a photo of all five granddaughters/cousins!

(Yes, MY kid is the one in the princess dress. Sigh.)

another Rose-ism

The other day I was cutting up some peaches for breakfast, and Rose touched the outside of the peach and said "it has a blanket on it?"   :)


In other news, Mike and Rose took an impromptu trip up to the cabin at the beginning of this week. I had to work, so while I was supremely jealous of the relaxation time they got together, I comforted myself by savoring my "alone time" in the house each evening: I watched a ridiculous amount of The Good Wife, made some more progress on the quilt I've been working on for over a year, and read a terrible book. Oh, and drank some wine and ate popcorn for dinner on two nights in a row. :) 

Emily sent me a couple photos of Rose enjoying her time with her cousins:

Apparently they watched and then enacted The Sound of Music

Rose looks so grown up here!!!

I'm looking forward to seeing Mike and Little Miss this evening! :)

Rose-isms

The other night, as she was supposed to be falling asleep in bed, we heard Rose yelling out from her bedroom...
R:  Mommy! Daddy!! Moooooommyyy!!!
S: Rose, it's bedtime! You need to go to sleep now!
R: But the toots are knocking at my butt!!
(a pretty unique description of needing to go potty!)



Yesterday I was trying to explain to Rose some of the different options she could have for work when she grows up...
S: Ms. Angie is a stylist, which means that she cuts people's hair for her job.  What do you think you want to be when you grow up?
R: Ummmm.....
S: You could be a teacher like daddy, or a psychologist like me, or a hair stylist like Ms. Angie, or a doctor like Dr. Lind-Ayres, or...
R: My want to be a psychologist!
S:  Great! Do you know what a psychologist does all day?
R: Yep.
S: What do they do all day?
R: My don't know.
S: A psychologist talks to people and helps them feel better if they are sad.
R: And you give them kisses?
S: Uh, no, I don't give people kisses at work.
R: Then you give them hugs?
S: No, I don't give them hugs either. I just talk to them.
R: Oh.  (clearly disillusioned with the job of a psychologist and now considering alternative career paths...)




Last night I was reading her stories before bedtime...
R: You wake me up in the morning?
S: I usually come in and give you a kiss every morning before I leave for work.
R: (long pause)
S: Is that okay if I give you a kiss in the morning?
R: My want the door closed and the lights off.
S: You don't want me to give you a kiss in the morning?
R:  No kisses. Door closed and lights off and curtains closed.
S: You just want to sleep and not see me in the morning? Then I won't see you until after work tomorrow.
R: Curtains closed and lights off and door closed.
S: Okay....
(At least she's learning to love sleep, I suppose, even if it does break my heart that she doesn't want me to say goodbye to her in the morning!)

This is how she wanted to dress when we had a heat advisory last Sunday.

 

Gunflint Trail: preview

I promise a much longer post at a future date, but for now I just started sorting through my pictures and wanted to share this one:

More to come! :)