Just got home from hanging out with my cousin’s daughter.
We had a busy day!
We made blueberry muffins. I asked her what she wanted to make and she picked muffins. Then I told her we could put fruit or nuts in them. “with fruits!”
So with fruits it was. She says blueberries where it kinda sounds like she’s saying boobies. I might’ve giggled.
When you’re 2, you find it important to add the blueberries one by one. And eat every other berry. Ok, when you’re 24 you also need to sneak some of the berries, let’s not lie.
We were too busy eating our muffins for a picture
Apparently dipping muffins in yogurt is awesome if you were wondering.
After some coloring (oh man-snapping the marker caps on the end of the marker while you color? Coolest trick ever I guess.), Dora watching, and several read throughs of Curious George’s Neighborhood, we had lunch.
I made myself a quesdilla with cheddar and spinach plus homemade salsa
Plus berries and yogurt.
(She had a peanut butter and jelly. Salted. And dipped in yogurt. I’m considering this an improvement over the times she’s had ketchup dipped PB & J)
Then we played with photobooth on my computer (If you have a mac, seriously, best toy ever-kids love it)
Then she gathered up seriously every toy she had, to take a nap with her. And I watched 18 kids and counting. It made me smarter. And by “smarter” I mean reminded me not to have 18 babies.
She’s getting a baby brother or sister any day now! I can’t wait for that!