Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Daniel is 30!*

In honor of my husband's 30th birthday, I thought I would share with you 30 things I love/admire about him. This list was easy and difficult to write all at once because their are so many great things about him - it's hard to narrow it all down. But here is a Brief Glimpse into Daniel:
  1. He's hot. Have you not seen his eyes or his fabulous smile? Either of them melt me, but combined I am a puppy dog. They're what caught my eye years ago - it was all the rest that intrigued me...
  2. His sense of humor. While it's quite possible that no one besides Zoe and I think he's hilarious... he makes me laugh like no one else can and so I consider him the funniest person I know.

    Photos by Danielle Radon

  3. His optimism. Invariably, when a situation arises Daniel chooses to see the lessons learned, the opportunities available and the light at the end of the tunnel. He is my light, and when he says everything is going to be OK, I believe him.
  4. His intelligence. Whether it's his aptitude for languages, his knowledge of politics and current affairs, or his uncanny ability to quote movies verbatim - I have always loved my husband's mind.
  5. He's a great writer. I can get lost in the words that Daniel writes. Adventure, intrigue, science fiction, fantasy, comedy - he draws you into the worlds and characters he creates.
  6. He's a talented actor. Although he never actually acted until he moved to Bakersfield, he has a natural ability to connect to his characters and fellow actors on stage and he is a pleasure to work with because of his commitment to his roles and the shows he chooses to do.
  7. He's thoughtful. This one seems so self explanatory, but let me give you some examples: When I was really sick a few years ago, he ordered plays for us to watch from home since I was too sick to go out. When we were first dating and I told him about how my grandfather used to take me to old Japanese films, he gifted me a Rashomon DVD. When he sees I'm completely exhausted, he takes over with Zoe and sends me to our room so I can rest. He's mindful of what I need to make me happy or feel better and he makes sure I am too.
  8. He's charitable/giving. Daniel is the guy who cannot turn away helping people. Be it someone on the street who needs spare change or someone he's only barely met (ME) whom he lends enough money to pay for a semester of community college and books. Where he sees potential and/or need he helps if he can.
  9. He's hard working. Whether it's a theatre production, his day job, his writing or changing a really horrible diaper, Daniel juggles it all and I am so proud of him.
  10. He's well read. I tease Daniel about our vast book collection that spans three rooms and 10 bookcases, but I adore the fact that he enjoys books so much and that he exposes me to them. Some of my favorite moments are of him reading Terry Pratchett or Hitchhikers Guide to me.
  11. He's open minded about just about everything. He's taught me to hear both sides and not necessarily come to a conclusion condemning the other side, but to try to understand it instead.
  12. He's always seeking more knowledge through newspaper articles, books, language courses, people, etc. Because of this, he is a great conversationalist.
  13. He's not afraid to be different and he embraces/admires people who do likewise. 
  14. He's creative. Whether it's creative problem solving, coming up with something to do, or making up funny songs to sing to me and Zoe - Daniel's creative mind is always turning and makes my life more colorful and enjoyable.
  15. His language skills. In college he took Japanese and Chinese and studied abroad for both. He has shelves of language books and tapes in Norwegian, French, Vietnamese, etc. He tells this silly little joke about a panda in Chinese - it's always a crowd pleaser.
  16. His laugh. Nothing makes me happier than hearing him laugh, except maybe hearing him and our daughter laugh together. It's infectious.

    Photos by Danielle Radon

  17. His dancing skills. He might not be Fred Astaire or Gene Kelly, but he loves to dance and he's fun to watch when he does.
  18. His voice. It's been a while since I've requested this since we're always so tired by the time we get into bed, but Daniel used to give me these mini concerts once we were in bed and trying to fall asleep. Wonderful moments that I will cherish always. His singing voice has resonance and his speaking voice gives me chills of familiarity and warmth of comfort whenever I hear it - especially after a long day.
  19. His passion for teaching/informing. When Daniel and I first started dating, he was constantly drawing graphs and diagrams for me to explain what he did at work on a daily basis. I loved it because my talents lie in the creative/linguistic areas not the mathematical or scientific, but he still saw me as someone who had the aptitude to understand. I couldn't explain what he did to you, but he was able to give me a sense of understanding. He does this whenever the opportunity arises, whether it's helping someone with their Chinese pronunciation or explaining how a program works - I think Daniel's other calling in life is teaching.
  20. He isn't into football, baseball, basketball or hockey... but he does have an interest in fencing and martial arts.
  21. He's patient - with me, our daughter, the crazy dog children, the rude neighbors across the street, etc. While I can be a little "spirited", he approaches stressful situations with ease and understanding that everyone responds to.
  22. He's a true gentleman. I never thought I'd care that much if someone opened all my doors for me, pulled out my chair, led me into a room - but he does and it makes me feel special.
  23. He's articulate. Daniel is comfortable talking one on one and to large groups of people. I admire that he doesn't get all tongue tied like I do and that he can be so entertaining. He's a natural speaker.
  24. He's humble. I don't think Daniel fully realizes how amazing and capable he is - and if he does, he's certainly not smug or conceited about it. 
  25. He's never done drugs. I know that sounds a little odd, but it has always been very refreshing to me that my husband has never smoked pot or done any other drug despite being around people who did. 
  26. He's well travelled. Well, he's been to China, Japan and Belize... but this one time, he was left by a bus in Inner Mongolia. It's a crazy story that he tells with a great sense of humor... and how many people can say that? I look forward to less adventurous travels in the future.
  27. He's a loyal friend who calls some very talented, thoughtful, good people his friends. "A man is known by the company he keeps." I had the pleasure of first meeting some of Daniel's oldest friends a few months into our relationship when he took me to Texas to meet his family. I knew I loved Daniel then, but seeing them all interact as we sat drinking beer and coffee, witnessing their mutual admiration and enjoyment of each other, and getting a glimpse into who they were as people made me love him even more.
  28. His love for his family. I've been around people whose families yell and scream and there's always drama. That is not the type of family Daniel comes from and again, seeing him interact with his family in Texas made me love him even more than I did before we made our first trip out to San Antonio. Seeing him interact with my family and embrace them as his own - completely sealed the deal for me. He loves his family and it is clear that they all love him.
  29. He's a wonderful father. There is no one else I would rather partner with in such an important life step as having children. Daniel is the kind of Dad I think kids dream of having and I know Zoe and Finn are as blessed to have him as I am.

    Photos by Danielle Radon

  30. The way he loves me. Really, there's nothing more to say for this one.

Happy Birthday, love. The world is a better place with you in it. Welcome to your thirties!*

* - Well, tomorrow is actually your birthday but we have this appointment that probably would have prevented me from writing and posting this on the actual day.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Top Ten of 2008:

  1. March 4th - My Dad getting a clean bill of health regarding his cancer. Best news ever.

  2. April 19-27th - Taking Zoe to Texas for the first time so she could meet her aunt, great grandmothers, great aunts & uncle and see her Grammy & Grandpa. It was our 1st big family vacation!

  3. May 1st - Getting an unexpected but welcome positive from a home pregnancy test and then having it confirmed the next day with a blood test.

  4. May 25th - Seeing Zoe take her first steps - at her 1st birthday party in front of an audience of at least 20 people. What can I say, she's a performer.

  5. June 25-29th - My cousins wedding which was a mini family reunion for my side of the family. Special highlights were introducing Zoe to some of my favorite people and dancing with Daniel & Zoe at the reception.

  6. July 25th - Having a gender ultrasound and finding out we're having a son!

  7. November 4th - Voting and then later finding out who our next President will be. 

  8. December 25th - While not planned, we celebrated our first Christmas just the three of us. I'm a firm believer in "the more, the merrier" but it was nice being our little family of 3....almost 4, well, 6 if you count the dog children.

  9. This year we cooked more, ate healthier, laughed whole heartily and made time/took every opportunity to enjoy special moments as a family, a couple and as individuals.

  10. It hasn't happened yet, but December 31st - The birth of our son/my husband's 30th birthday.

It was a great year! I'm looking forward to 2009 and all it has in store for us.

What are your top 10/highlights?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

The 3 of Us

This last Saturday we got the family up and ready so we could have a family/maternity photo shoot. You know, to sort of document this pregnancy even further and have some nice family photos of us when we were a family of three. One of our theatre friends (Danielle Radon) who in addition to be completely lovely, and a great actress and writer, is also a very talented photographer.

What I realized from our shoot is that I'm no longer quite as comfortable in front of the camera now that I spend so much behind it. I got over that quickly though between Danielle making me feel at ease with me just being natural and Daniel making me laugh. What is very, very clear from the photos (I think) is that there is a lot of love and laughter in our family and I fully expect this to grow exponentially with the arrival of our son.*

Anyway - let me quit with my words and show you some pictures!

Photography by Danielle Radon

You can see all the pics HERE:

*We're still set for 12/31... I've made absolutely no progress in the last five days but we're totally OK with that. My parents weren't able to make it because of the weather on the Grapevine (my mom is a wedding coordinator and can't risk missing a wedding she has this weekend) and Zoe's Cheryl and Chuck-Chuck are in Illinois until Saturday... so we're cool with waiting. Besides, this is giving us more time to relax and have some nice quality time just the three of us since Daniel is on vacation.

Alright. Now, I've got some Christmas Eve cuddling to do with my husband. Merry Christmas to all of you!

Cheers!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Randomness:

1. I'm still pregnant. Remember when I said I thought Finn was going to come early? Well, I've changed my mind. I think he's so darn comfy in there it's a good thing we've scheduled the doc to get him out because I think he'd live in there forever if he could.

2. My toes are pretty, pedicured and blue! The last time I got a pedicure was at the very beginning of this pregnancy 10 years 9 months ago, so I did not feel at all guilty for shelling out a little bit more for a "SPA pedicure". I'm partial to a pedicure where I get to sit in one of those fancy chairs and not have the entire salon talk about me to each other in their language or try to convince me that I really "need" my eyebrow done/legs waxed. Anyway, it was heaven except for the conversation:

"So, when is your baby due?"
"I'm having a c-section on New Years Eve."

15 minutes later....

"So, what are you doing New Years Eve?"
"I'm having a baby."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot. That's no fun... well, I'll drink some champagne for you."

Also, I narrowly escaped little baby feet on one big toe and "It's a boy!" on the other. It was going to be on the house, but no. Not my style - I politely declined.

3. I am CONSTANTLY hungry. Like, famished. Like, all I can think about is food. Even when I'm snacking on chips and salsa I'm trying to plan what I will devour next. That 5 pounds I lost last week? I think I might see it's return (and then some) when I get on the scale Wednesday.

4. My next check up is on Wednesday (Christmas Eve). Despite there being no real change last time, I am bracing myself for my doc to tell me to get to the hospital straight away. I think it's because I've accepted the 12/31 plan and fully expect something to alter the plan because that is life.

5. We might take Zoe to meet Santa tonight. It's still up in the air.

6. My parents still aren't here. They were supposed to come yesterday but my poor mom isn't feeling well. They were supposed to come today but she's still not 100% (let's face it mom, you're probably not quite 50% yet - but I love you.) and then there's that dreaded Grapevine that they have to drive over with threats of fog, snow, ice, wind (and lions and tigers and bears, oh my!). We're hoping they can get here safely tomorrow and that the extra day of rest will be just what my mom needed to feel better. I believe everything happens for a reason.

7. We are almost completely ready on the baby front. The changing table is stocked, baby swing built, laundry done and put away. I just need us to clean a bit more and then I need to rearrange the furniture and reorganize our massive book and DVD collections.... but then we are SO ready.

8. Fresh and Easy is my new favorite store. They really are fresh and easy!

9. Anyone in Bakersfield want to come help Daniel hang curtains in our bedroom? It requires some expertise, I think - and the ability to get on a ladder (which I'm not allowed to do right now - Waah!). The task looks complicated to me, and that may be why it hasn't gotten done despite my declaring it top priority as soon as we found out we were having another baby. Must. Block. Out. Sun.

10. I'm having pie for dessert tonight and I can't wait.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

My love

Last night around 11, Zoe woke up in tears. We hadn't turned her humidifier on (which seems to be a must have these days) and she was having a coughing fit and trouble breathing through her nose. Daniel was in her room first (he moves faster than I do now and I always try to hold back just a moment because my first inclination is to run to her when she cries and she knows this). I followed quickly and just in time to see her projectile spit up in her crib (hey, being a parent is glamorous). The two of us cleaned her up, kissed and hugged her, and told her everything was going to be OK. And then I took her into our room while Daniel cleaned up inside her crib a bit and filled the humidifier.

I rocked her in the new chair that we got to use for Finnegan (the wood glider we'd gotten when I was pregnant with Zoe just isn't comfortable). The chair has since become the family chair and my favorite place in the house to hold my fast growing daughter. She had barely woken up during the entire coughing episode so she was very quickly in a deep sleep against my chest, laying directly on top of my belly with her little brother pushing gently (and sometimes nudging strongly) against her. Soon, I felt all three of us relax into each other. Zoe's breaths became less forced and she was no longer snoring, but sighing sweetly in her sleep. I felt my breathing fall in line with her as I rocked her and watched her. And then within moments, Finn's stirring ceased and I felt him relax under the weight of his sister. It was one of the most peaceful moments I've had as a mother.

And in those precious minutes I realized without any reservation that I am good at this. I have my rough days, we have our rough days, but I can do this and I do it well. I'm a good mother to my daughter and I will be for my son. I worried at one time that it just wasn't possible for me to love anyone more than I love Zoe, but as the "three" of us sat there I knew that my love for my kids and for Daniel is incomparable, immeasurable, and vast.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

13 Days or less to go!

I thought I'd share my view:

37 weeks/5 days....13 days or less to go!

I am HUGE! But I love it.

37 weeks/5 days....13 days or less to go!

And I am so looking forward to meeting Finnegan. Such a wild ride this has been!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

SIXTEEN

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

I did this because I was tagged by some friends on Facebook and decided I might as well post it here too. I'm not tagging anyone here, but if you want to share I would love to read your answers.

Here's mine:

1. I have a blog, as well as Twitter, Flickr, Facebook, and Myspace accounts so I sort of feel like coming up with 16 things seems silly because I feel like I've shared so much already.

2. I'm such a sap that sometimes I hide behind my sarcasm/humor/complaining to cover up how nervous, worried or scared I am. I worry that this coping mechanism sometimes makes me sound like I don't love being a mother or that I'm not enjoying my pregnancy. I do and I am - honestly.

3. Becoming a mom is one of the best things I've ever done. We'll see how things go, but I could imagine us having one or two more after Finn. I might be making up for growing up as an only child (I have two half brothers who I barely lived with as a kid) but the idea of having a larger family is appealing. We'll see what happens.

4. I'm a better writer than a speaker unless you're someone I know so well that I'm able to let my guard down and still be articulate. I get tongue tied in person and so I tend to enjoy emails better than a phone conversation - or even talking in person.

5. I behave like a hormonal teenager sometimes. If possible, I can find the sexual innuendo in nearly everything and I always feel the need to be inappropriate and share it with Daniel to make him laugh. I think it might be one of the things he loves about me. :)

6. Daniel's and my sense of humor is often not appreciated by anyone other than us. We're convinced that this is just one of the many reasons we're together... we just "get" one another. He's the funniest guy I know. :)

7. I have an obsession with buying cookbooks and cooking magazines because I imagine how great it would be to cook everything in them, but I rarely recreate the recipes I drool over. I keep telling myself that once the kids are older and I have more time I'll cook more.

8. I am an obsessive list maker. I type them up in Google Documents and highlight what I complete as I do it. It makes me happier than it should.

9. If we're expecting guests for dinner, to visit (or say we're about to have a child) - the first thing I go to clean is our bedroom closet. Daniel thinks this is crazy because who is going to look in our closet?! But I don't care... that's where the cleaning always begins. I love my closet. I should post a picture.... but I haven't completely organized it yet.

10. Typing up this list is making me think I sound neurotic. I'm not, truly.... but our Boston Terrier (Bailey) is. Bailey is a freak - I am not. :)

11. When our kids are grown and in college I really want to buy a motor home (something like THIS) so Daniel and I can live in it and drive around the country focusing on each other, our writing and photography. I also want to spend at least a year abroad exploring the world and learning about other cultures. I fantasize about all the adventures we'll have in our old age.

12. My other big dream is to have a photography business. I'd love to shoot weddings, children's parties, events and theatre productions. I prefer documentary style photography and feel good when I'm connected to my camera.

13. I'm not a healthy person and sometimes I feel like a burden or a downer to the people in my life. Every time I get sick, I struggle with how I'm affecting Daniel and Zoe and our support system of people who help us so much. Sometimes I feel like I'm too much trouble and everyone has to put up with me and that I have no right wanting all these kids and having all these big plans because I can't do it on my own. Then I remember I don't have to do any of it on my own and I'm grateful.

14. I love the Muppets - especially Kermit and Miss Piggy... and Animal. And Gonzo. And ALL THE REST. They make me happy and remind me of my childhood.

15. I used to sell mattresses. It was one of the worst jobs I have ever had and I do not miss it one bit. The people I worked for were bad people and the customers were creepy. I can't even count how many men (and sometimes their wives too) asked me to test the beds out with them. It was gross.

16. I cannot look at clouds, fabric or even a blank or color washed wall without seeing faces and designs in them. Detailed things like animals, faces, fairies, dragons, etc. My eyes just see these images without working to create them. Is that weird?

FYI - Suddenly feeling like a strange one.

Also - Go on, distract me from my list making/things I need to get done. ;)

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Pregnancy Update

So, remember how I've been going on and on about Finnegan being evicted on December 29th? Scratch that. Turns out that despite us telling them a month ago that this was the date we'd chosen, they got their wires crossed and forgot to schedule it with the hospital. You know what that means? That means that a very hormonal and unreasonably emotional Keely nearly lost it in the car after our checkup. Because unlike most pregnant women, I had gotten to form a plan. I had everything worked out perfectly in my mind. We were going to spend a leisurely early morning with our first child on Monday, December 29th before dropping her off at her Cheryl's (and Chuck-Chuck's). The "plan" had been to be at the hospital at 10:30 am for prep and Finnegan would be making his debut via extraction c-section around noon-ish. We chose this day specifically based on multiple criteria that I had in my head.

1. I wanted to make sure we got to spend Christmas at home with Zoe and my parents who will be visiting for the week.
2. I wanted the latest possible day (has to be a weekday for "elective" surgery) that would be before the New Year, because HELLO, tax deduction/insurance deductible.
3. I wanted him to be born and spend the prerequisite time in recovery (a couple days) and have us all be back in our home with Zoe for New Years Eve (and Daniel's 30th birthday).
4. My gift to Daniel this year (aside from nurturing his son in my womb for the last nine months) was getting to have as close to a comfortable nights sleep as he could get - with a toddler, newborn and wife recovering from surgery - in his own bed on his birthday instead of on a tiny, uncomfortable cot in a tiny, uncomfortable recovery room.

But, stuff happens. Who was I to think that this pregnancy was going to go according to my plans? What pregnancy and/or delivery ever goes exactly the way we want it to? Geez. I had some nerve. You know what I did by counting on the 29th? I tempted fate and that was just plain silly.

So with that in mind, it would be completely ridiculous to count on my son adhering to the schedule we agreed to this afternoon:

We've been scheduled for a 7:30 am c-section on Wednesday, December 31st (Daniel's 30th birthday). We've been told that aside from the possibility of us getting pushed back because of other emergencies, that Finnegan will be born on the 31st. And to that I say: If you say so. But I'm not holding my breath.

I'm still on alert for this kid to take everything into his own hands and come when he's good and ready. I'm no further dilated or effaced than I was last week, but I've just completely abandoned my plans and given up on guarantees.

And Daniel is (of course) the reasonable one who is game for whatever happens. He's never been the "planner" in our family (thank goodness, there really can be only one). He says that his son being born on his birthday would be a great gift. He keeps reminding me that it's only 2 more days and I know he's right... I just need some time to adjust is all.

So everyone, be on alert. If today was any indication, the next 20 days are going to be a roller coaster ride of "crazy pregnant Keely". Brace yourselves, people. And we'll keep you posted. ;)

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Entertaining Myself:

Just make a guess, mmkay?



Here's some quick info to help you out a bit....

- Finn will be evicted via c-section on December 29th 31st* at the latest**. So don't guess after that date!

- Zoe weighed 8 lbs, 5oz and was 19 inches.

- My due date is Jan. 4th, 2009.

- At my last appt. on 12/2 - I was 35 weeks and 2 days, but measured 37 weeks.

- At that same appt, I was 25% effaced and 1 cm dilated.

- I had three hours of false labor on 12/9...

- And... Zoe was induced and then arrived 2 days before her due date, but I had no false labor with her and was not dilated or effaced at 35 weeks...

*- Yes. That just changed.
** - I'm not holding my breath about any guarantees regarding this baby from here on out. So, whatever. ;)

Monday, December 08, 2008

My Little Elf x 5

Send your own ElfYourself eCards


This video would not be possible had Jen not given me the heads up via twitter. I couldn't resist multiplying my little monkey by five too. Cute, funny and a little bit scary all at once, yes?

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Hair Thursday

Soon, life is about to get a whole lot MORE hectic and if I can manage to find a style that looks good without too much effort, that would be awesome. Who better to go to than the lovely and talented Whoorl?! She's featured me on Hair Thursday this week and it's perfect timing because I am just itching to do something with my hair. So, help a lady out, will ya? Go take a look at her suggestions, vote and give your opinion.

Thanks!

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Four

Four years ago tonight Daniel took me out on a fancy date. We ordered great food, delicious wine and had wonderful conversation. Somehow, we decided to pretend like we were on one of our first dates and asked those "getting to know you" questions you ask at the beginning of a relationship. Never mind that at that point we'd been together for nearly two years, had been living together for almost as long and had a "daughter", our Boston Terrier, Bailey. We still behaved like a couple of lovebirds, leaning close to each other, holding hands, asking each other what our goals and dreams were. And then in the most perfect moment, Daniel looked at me very seriously with eyes beaming and asked me if I would marry him. There was no hesitation, "Yes!" We stopped pretending like we were on one of our first dates and spent the rest of our time in the restaurant laughing and kissing and smiling from ear to ear.

It's amazing to think it's been so long - that so much has happened.

Happy Engagement Anniversary, Daniel!

Finn Progress

I had my my prenatal check up yesterday afternoon and it looks like all those contractions I had on the way home from my parents house did *something*. Not much, (I'm 1 cm dilated and 25% effaced) but something is better than nothing in the grand scheme. At least I know all that pain was getting something accomplished, however a part of me says I'm having a c-section anyway so I wish my body could just relax. Whatever. :) The doc says he thinks I'll make it to December 29th.

Me: "Are you sure? I'd really like to stay on schedule"
Doc: "She likes to be in control, huh?"
Daniel: "She's a planner."

That might be the understatement of the year. What?

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Zoe: Fashionista

On the mornings that I wake up Zoe and get her ready for the day, we have a little ritual. I give her a hug, she says hello to Bailey and Max (and is more interested in them, by the way). Then I go to her closet and pull out a couple clothing options for her consideration. I sing, "What are we going to wear today?"* which is received with big smiles and this twisty, kicking, dance move she does when she's happy (she does a variation of this dance while in her high chair eating something she thinks is particularly yummy). And then she points to one of the outfits. It's our thing.

Zoe is a Grabby McGrabbersons. Like most kids at this age if she sees something within her reach (or even not quite in her reach) she wants to grab it. She wants to touch it. She wants to inspect it and see how it works (I think she might get this from her father). But when we take her to a store with clothing (like, Target) this behavior changes a bit. She's more careful with what she chooses to reach out for. When she does find something to grab onto, she carefully inspects the color and feels the fabric. When we browse "her section" she is even more absorbed. She tries to pull outfits into the cart. If I let her choose between two outfits she will look at each of them and then grab one with gusto, hug it to herself and say "Thank you." very quickly.

Despite her obvious interest and enjoyment in clothing and shopping, Daniel and I opted to do our Black Friday shopping without her. We went to the outlet center in Carlsbad while she still slept in her bed at my parents house because the only thing that's worse than a crowded shopping center at 7am is being at that crowded shopping center with a toddler when you're eight months pregnant. And before you ask why we went at all, let me just tell you: they have a Carters store there that almost always has great deals. On Friday, the entire store was 50% off and then another 10% got taken off if you purchased more than $50 worth. We were on a mission, Finnegan needs clothes! So we grabbed some cute stuff and picked out some stuff for Zoe too and we were on our way. Until I found out there's a Gymboree there as well and then I had to check them out. Nothing for Finn, but a few things for our fashion plate.

When we got to my parents house three hours later, Zoe was sitting happily in her highchair, watching cartoons and eating apple slices. She glanced at me, but was very interested (her eyebrow up inquisitively) in the two shopping bags I had lugged in. I sat down next to her and showed her our shopping spoils: A hot pink tutu ("Oooh!"), a red dress with kitties ("Meow!"), a dress for the holidays ("Cute!"), etc. Every "Zoe purchase" was received with some exclamation of approval and little happy dances as she shoved apple slices in her mouth. Then I showed her "baby brother's" stuff. It was a parade of blues, greens, and browns. Little onesies, pants, pajamas and socks were met with the most serious deadpan I've ever seen Zoe give. She was unimpressed. Where was her stuff at? She looked over her shoulder for a glimpse of the pink and purple and red clothes I had just shown her. I held out something for her to touch and she politely pushed it away and her sweet little voice said, "No."

So there you have it. My little girl loves clothes, but is unimpressed with boy clothing. Let's hope she's more impressed with the little one who will be wearing them.

* - In our house, we opt to sing simple questions, requests, etc. It's the theatre people in us (we like to pretend we're living one big musical - LOL) and it seems to be making Zoe quite musical as well, since she's always singing lately. We love it.