ready for rain

sugar coma

b's b-day

The party is in full swing when Isabel wakes from her nap.  She is still a little dazed when she is presented with her kitchen cake.  Nothing a little sugar can't cure though.

the birthday cake

Judd and I have started our cake tradition for the kids; Judd bakes something fabulously tasty to eat, and I create something fantastically delightful to see.  We chatter on like a couple of school girls for weeks leading up to each birthday about what shape the next one will take.  This year for Isabel's birthday Judd whipped up a dense chocolate cake with raspberry cream cheese frosting, and I turned it into a kitchen, complete with fridge, stove and sink.  We learned about fondant (countertop) and how NOT to let it touch something moist.  But on the whole we were quite pleased!

port townsend

portland

cousins

cousins

dancing

Cael is so inspired by the music that he strips down and starts to dance. Isabel wanders in and he grabs her arms. They wiggle around to the music together until she sees his discarded diaper. She breaks away from him long enough to take it into the bathroom to dispose of it “properly’ in the diaper pail. Then back she goes to dance with her brother.

lunch

“Please don’t open up your sandwich, Cael.”
“Why?”
“Because it makes a big mess.”
“Why?”
“Because the jelly gets everywhere.”
“Why?”
“Because you opened it up.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re defiant.”
“Why?”
“Because I raised you that way.”
“Why?”
"Because I love you.”
“Oh, okay.”