My favorite boy...

is a superhero...

with great fashion sense.

Breakfast of champions...

Spicy Italian thin crust pizza from Papa John's. Just proof that I really am a good mother. And here's P's reaction: "Delicious, Mom! I love it." K is at a friend's house. She would never approve.

Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage

I ran across this site today and thought it would be fun to try it out...it turned out pretty funny. It told me that I also favored two men - Jon Bon Jovi and the cute gardener guy from Desperate Housewives.

MyHeritage: Celebrity Collage - Roots - Descendents

It's back...

the side ponytail. Isn't it just as lovely as it was in the '80s?

Have you seen these?

Photo from www.allthingscupcake.com

Check them out here at All Things Cupcake. (Check this site for other cool cupcake ideas, too.) I've got to make them, but I may have to try something other than peanut butter buttercream. Even though it makes my mouth water, peanut butter makes my head and stomach hurt even worse (darn allergies!). And we'll not even go into what it does to P.- poor guy will never be able to enjoy the goodness of peanut butter.

The third day of school...

Apparently I could only hold in the sobbing for so long, and today after I dropped K. off at the door of her school (they requested we not walk them to the classroom after Wednesday) I started. I cried all the way home. It's so hard to let go. And for those of you who are not there yet...just wait. K. has attended day care or preschool since she was an infant, but this is different. In kindergarten there's a little less protection, and independence is a requirement. And while K. is full of independence, I still have a hard time thinking of her having to take care of her own lunch needs (opening the thermos, making her own decisions of what to eat first - by the way, the fruit snacks are the only items entirely eaten each day - etc.)and finding her own way down that long hallway to her classroom, alone.

When I pick her up, well, that's another story. It's almost as if I can't get enough of what she has to tell me. I get so excited just to see her. Man, she really is the best thing (besides her brother, whom I love just as much)in the whole world.

In case you're wondering why it's only her third day of school, her class is split by last name and they only attend every other day until next Friday when she will begin full days of class every day. Yeah, I'll probably cry that day, too.

The first day of school

Today our baby started kindergarten. She was so excited that I think she told me she was excited at least 10 times this morning. She was great when I dropped her off and I did better than I expected. (There were tears in my eyes, but there was no loud sobbing.) Here are a few pictures from this morning. She asked me not to take any, but I couldn't help it. How could I not take pictures of her first day of school? By the way, P. is walking around saying, "When are we going to get sissy? I want sissy to come home." He's going to miss her while she's in school.

School supplies

Isn't shopping for clothes and supplies one of the best things about starting school?