So, for Mother’s Day, Dovy decided to take the entire weekend to spoil me. BEST. HUSBAND. EVER. :) More to come as I progress through this massive entry.
“Let’s start from the very beginning, a very good place to start…” It all began with Monday. After Dovy’s harrowing week in Salt Lake and my endeavors to be SuperMom, Dovy took Monday off to spend time with his estrogen – er – women. :) We took a fantastic super-de-duper trip to Utah’s Hogle Zoo for the first time ever! We have wanted to take Anjali for well over a year now. (Now that we finally took her for her first trip, we are ready to line up additional zoo dates with all of you who have wanted to take her in the past.) A picture is worth a thousand words. So, I’ll let these tell our story:
“Monny! Mon!” (Mommy, c’mon!)
(She JUST learned how to say Mommy this week – correct
consonants and everything.)
Melman – from Madagascar!
(And don’t any of you try to tell her otherwise –
it would break her heart.)
You look like a sucker. You’ll do it. I know you will.
“Ditty!” (Kitty – and that’s exactly what it
looks like.) Dovy wanted to take it home with us.
Mommy said “no.”
Daddy and Daughter
And the following eleven pictures are what our blog post would have looked like if we hadn’t been to the Zoo and had Mother’s Day all in the same week:
This is what Anjali looks like when she doesn’t want a picture.
And she’s been doing that a lot.
She is two and a half years old here!
So happy! (And she loves books.)
Anna – if you ever see this, yes, that is the one you bought me
for my baby shower with Anjali. :)
I HATE getting my nails cut!
Much wailing, flailing, and general gnashing of teeth.
It does not matter WHAT we do.
Saturday was wonderful, too. Even though Dovy had to work (he ALWAYS works on Saturdays) he took the time in the afternoon to go with me to get some shopping done. You know you’re OCD when you come home with organizing supplies and get a kick out of it! (Thanks for all of that, too, my Dovydas.)
Sunday was the epitome of perfection. I woke up to a real pearl necklace and earrings to match. For those of you who don’t know me, I am NOT a real jewelry kind of person. I love costume jewelry, rhinestones, beads, glass, long and dangle-y. However, I will treasure these pearls. They looked smashing with my new outfit. (And the haircut again, Linds – looked soooo awesome!) Ta-da! Here’s my dress!
I was excited because I can wear this when I lose more weight
AND when I’m insanely huge in my third trimester. (No, I’m not pregnant
but I’m sure we’ll have another someday.)
After Church, I came home to homemade crepes. I LOVE crepes and I rarely let myself eat them because of this diet/exercise thing. However, Mother’s Day DID NOT COUNT and thus I was forced into eating them. Literally. The fork moved into my mouth without me even having the time to think about it. So delicious! Sunday naps were in order. (Thank you, baby girls, for letting me sleep a little!) After hours of Mother’s Day calls, we finally put our Little Ladies to bed and Dovy made me Four Cheese Pasta (a fabulous and fattening Italian recipe that I absolutely salivate over, which I have not had for nearly a year now.) And now, I am finishing up this humongous post and Dovy is making Creme Brulee as I type. I have never had so many calories in one day, but I am praying that I purge everything and start afresh tomorrow.
So, the Queen is finally signing off now. If you made it to the end of this post, you’ll know that I am now an overnight millionaire, as well, and will be accepting applications for grant money starting Monday morning.
My girls on Mother’s Day morning.
Anjali loves it when we put her sister in her bed.
Elli just wanted to be fed.
8 months old today!
(AND she said “Mama” for the first time this week –
no other vowel sounds or consonants came before it, just screeching
and silent happiness. I was beginning to think she was mute.)
Hope you enjoyed this! (And nah, just kidding. But at least you read it, right?)