Day, play, we play all day!

All I did today was play. I was going to run some errands, but it was soooo windy, I just couldn't make myself do it. I suppose that's a perk of my current life, I do have the luxury of occasionally saying "screw it-I don't want to leave the house today". I appreciate that the wind is keeping us from tumbling endlessly into summer, but I hate it. So errands can be run by daddy this weekend (thanks Jonny...we need milk)Today we play!

Sorry.  My kid refuses to wear pants. 

Something that I love right now is how Molly narrates everything she does in song.  It's adorable and hilarious and sometimes a little obnoxious, mostly it's awesome though.  Here she is singing about Jasmine's head being the wrong way (as she turns it exorcist style)

and then being the right way.  Poor princess dolls.

I made a fort/tent/tunnel.  Also, she said it was a train.

This is a curtain tieback.  Sometimes she calls it "wrist rope" and just wiggles it around.  Sometimes it's much more.  The other day she was on the bed and she wanted me to "pretend Rapunzel and tell me to let down my hair"  I did and then she says "Oh-No!  My hair is too short!  Oh! I have a good idea! (throws wrist rope down like Rapunzel hair) You can use this!"  Wrist rope has many uses.

Maggie got in on the tent action too.

We read a little,

Molly told me stories.  Crocodiles are a common theme (I keep telling her they're not native to North America, but she's still concerned)

Maybe you didn't know, but Molly can fly!

Only when not wearing pants though.

She finished off with a good old fashioned mummy wrap...and then fell over.

It was fun, but now it's night and as the quote from the title continues, "Night, Fight, We fight all night!". (Facebook has informed me it's Dr. Seuss week.  But really it's always Dr. Seuss week at our house) Maggie is spending her first night ever in her crib. Tonight was the second time that she rolled completely over in the Amby, so I guess we're done with it. I'm not looking forward to dragging my ass across the house when she wakes up. I'm going to start out hopeful and believe (stupidly I'm sure) that she will now magically sleep all night in her crib. Wish me luck!