Disney on Ice

Gawd, I love having someone to go with to these shows. I love these kinds of things and I am just happy that I am able to afford it and that I have someone to go with because it is kind of creepy to be at a kid show....with no kids.

From lessons learned in the past, I purchased tickets as soon as I could and boy did it pay off. We were in the front row! I have never sat so close to any performance in my life. We were kind of on the corner so a lot of the characters/ice skaters walked by us and in front of us to enter the rink. Look how close we were.....I could reach out and pinch the prince's butt.

I think the best part for Molly was when Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck were on. She totally recognized who they were and made sure I realized who they were.

They also had skits from the Cars, which Molly did not mind because they did not get so close but didn't care too much for the Lion King or Little Mermaids. In her defense they are pretty creepy up close. My friends little boy was a little thrown off and kept asking his mommy if we "could sit up there" and pointed to the nose bleed section. HA!

In any case we all had a blast and I can't wait for more!

Style

Anyone who knows me is laughing. I do not have any style when it comes to my house or to my clothing attire. I am a hot mess and it has been this way since the 90's (I was pretty stylish in the 80's).

I do have good taste when it comes to dressing my daughter. I don't know why I was scared to have a girl....she is a blast and I love all the clothes out there. I am super thrifty and for the most part get all her clothes from thrift stores.

This sweater was sent to me by my Aunt Leslie. She is an artist at everything she does from painting, cross stitch to knitting. This sweater was made by her, it is so soft and the colors are perfect (crayon).

Thank you Aunt Leslie this really means a lot to me and I really appreciate your skill!

Happiness

This is a little off subject for me, but I have been thinking a lot about this the last few days. It seems like my husband is never really satisfied. He is always searching for something to do, something to see. He really feels like this is not the life he is supposed to led. He should be doing something bigger and greater which is why I feel like he puts his hands in a lot of different pots to keep busy and keep searching.

Me....I am H-A-P-P-Y. When I was in my younger 20's I just thought I would be single, living in an apartment with a cat or two. I never thought I would have the life I have. I really thought that each day was going to be a struggle and that I would never travel or see rainbows. That life would consist of me, myself and work. Each day would be work.

I never would have imagined that a suburb lifestyle was satisfying. I think I have a suburb lifestyle? Not sure but, I never thought I would be able to travel, have a house or pocket money. I never thought I would find the love of my life. I NEVER thought I would have a baby.

All these things have really fulfilled me and I have never been happier in my life. My husband can't believe this. That this is all I need to be happy. It kind of makes me feel like it is too simple and that I should be this satisfied or happy. For now anyways, maybe when Molly is a bit older I will want more out of my work or find some kind of hobby. But for now...I am happy. Is it okay, that this is all I want?

Texas Blue Bonnets

Molly's first year I tried to take pictures with the Blue Bonnets but she was so little I could not set her down. As a matter of fact, this is the best picture I got:

Then last year we did not have much rain and there was not a Blue Bonnet to be found.

This year is awesome and what I have here is just a very small portion of what we are seeing. The highways are looking beautiful with all the wild flowers in bloom. But Molly is a big girl now and she has things to do and people to see and will not sit still for me to take her picture.

On this last one, she fell and I took the opportunity to snap a picture. Is that bad?

Easter

Since we are two years old now I thought we should go to the local park for the Easter egg hunt. They advertised that there would be a special time for children 0-4 years old.

Either people are just plain rude or times are harder then I thought. First of all, there had to be a million people there. Secondly, when the sound went off, those million people ran, pushed and shoved for a plastic egg or a Hersey kiss.

Parents with kids in strollers were running to pick up eggs themselves, older children that looked to be about 12 year old were picking up eggs it was really just a mess and I was ashamed of the human race.

Since all the eggs were gone, we picked grass.

We did have an Easter egg hunt at home the only competition was the dog and he was easily distracted with a bone.

Goat Lick

At the petting zoo, one goat thought Molly tasted good and gave her head a big ol' lick.

Holy C-R-A-P Part II

Staring with Molly's birthday, Raymond had to work on her exact day and I wanted to do something special so we went to Gatti Land. We ate macaroni and cheese in front of a huge screen TV and then played games. Sometimes I didn't even have to put money in it she was totally content to run around and push buttons.

We also went to the rodeo. This was our first time and thought it would be simple enough to look at the animals and run around. And it was....at first. She was totally fine petting the goats and pointing to the cows but when we HAD to walk our way through the carnival, which I am sure they set it up that way on purpose, she wanted to ride the rides. Silly me, thought we could just get on one ride and be done with it. Once she got on this jiggly, round and round, dinosaur ride she did not want to get off of it.

We did convince her to get off for some funnel cake and then try the roller coaster but once the roller coaster stopped, she ran right back to the dinosaur ride. She must have rode it 20 times. The operator felt sorry enough for us that he let her ride on it for free, two times. It is kind of hard to deny your child such happiness because really you just see this smile and hear this laughter and I'll pretty much do anything to keep in going, especially when it is your birthday.

The next day we had cake and ice cream to celebrate the big 2. My mother always made our cakes and not only was she a good baker she could decorate them super nice. I never thought about the work that goes into it and it never crossed my mind to go buy one. I wanted to do it, I like doing it...well I would like doing it if I was any good at it. I guess I just thought I should make her a cake. I did one for her on her first birthday, just a real little one she could make a mess of I make it with bananas and apple sauce but this year I wanted to go all out.

The cake was good, but my decorating skills have a lot to be desired. Just know it was made with a lot of love. It took me a real long time to decorate it too, I am not going to tell you how long because I am embarrassed. It looks like a third grader could have done it in 30 minutes and it would have looked better.

My husband mentioned how long it took and said "look what I did in 10 minutes".

We had two scrumptious birthday cakes. The best part was this:

That was about all the celebrating we did but I do have to share some pictures of two special gifts.

My father and step-mother sent Molly this tea set. Awesome idea because it keeps us busy for a good 20 minutes at a time. The other day we used real water and had Cheerios.

My mother sent a box and in her gift bag was an outfit that Molly happily pulled out of the bag but the real excitement came when she found the crayons! All the pictures are a blur because she grabbed them and ran straight for the drawing board.

I forgot how happy crayons can make a girl. What is even funner is a couple of days later, I came around the kitchen corner and found this piece of art work:

Ironically my mother sent this baby to Molly for her first Christmas. Raymond says I should not be too upset because it will hinder her creative side. I now hide the crayons, markers, paint and play-dough from Molly and Raymond.

Holy C-R-A-P Part 1

I can't even tell you where time as gone. This used to be so therapeutic for me to write but I find myself editing myself, trying to watch what I say so that I don't offend and who am I kidding.....no one reads this. So off I go.

I wanted to write a weekly letter to Molly or at least every year but too much stuff happens so I am going to do it every month. I can't keep up and then I get over whelmed and don't do it at all.

Let me start off with the biggest mile stone and that is we turned two!

I could not believe how she listened to the photographer, seriously I thought maybe Molly had hearing problems because she does not listen to me. As a matter of fact when we went to the doctors for her two year old check up, one of the question was "does you child respond when her name is called" I checked the "no" box. Come to find out the girl can hear because whatever the photographer told her to do, she did it and she did it with a cuteness.

So, we started off March, with a photo session and since this is about the only time of year we can play outside without getting a heat stroke we have been hitting the parks. I have searched for new parks in the area so we have been hitting up new parks to keep it fresh.

There have been a lot more parks but, one day when we were playing Molly grabbed my camera and set it down on the bench and grabbed my hand and said "come on mama". Since then I have been trying to leave my camera at home or take one or two pictures and leave it at that.

Then we had visitors, Aunt Nelly, Abuelita, and her cousin came down to celebrate her birthday. We did not end up having a party because of some family drama and everyone left before the party (don't worry we had a party without them and the pics will be up on the next posting). Before that all went down we had a bit of fun by going on a train ride and playing in a bounce house.

I got to take this awesome picture while we were waiting for the bounce house to be blown up.

Then this picture when they thought I was done.

Okay that is all for now before my brain explodes trying to think of everything we have done.