Elmo, Fishy, THE Beer, Inspired, Mommy sale.

5 highlights from this week:

1. E's new favorite words: Car & Elmo.
She says the word 'car' with a dinosaur rawr ending. It's adorable in her little voice. I just can't get enough.
As of yesterday she can pronounce every letter of the word 'Elmo.' Which got me thinking: maybe that's why he is named Elmo. So toddlers can pronounce his name. Either way I have E repeat these words as often as possible. I love how much she is talking lately.

2. I walked in to pick up E from daycare on Wednesday afternoon to find T and her son, as well as E laying on there tummies staring into a little fish bowl that was sitting on the floor. This sight warmed my heart that they found such happiness in a fish. Just a little brownish, gray fish swimming around.
As soon as T picked up the fish bowl E burst into tears. A full on cry. Her little heart broke (and so did mine) when she couldn't see the fishy anymore. So we walked over and told him good bye, see you tomorrow. The waterworks shut off immediately. Oh the simple things in life.

3. R tasted THE beer. By THE beer I mean the one that is in HOT PURSUIT or was... It sells out within hours, minutes even and if you aren't on the list at convenience stores you don't stand a chance of purchasing it in a bottle. Maybe next year when Founder's finally completes another batch of KBS. However, we were lucky enough to get it on tap downtown Friday night. R enjoyed it while he could as we were surprised it wasn't tapped out by the time we arrived.

4. Work has been inspiring! Or I've been inspired about work. I missed Monday due to E's diaper rash extravaganza but the rest of the week has gone well. I watch webinars (web seminars) here and there on social media, social marketing, etc. and they are very inspirational. Half way through the seminar I always feel a rush of energy and inspiration floods my brain. I have to start jotting down extra notes in the side columns of my notebooks. I love the feeling. Especially when I am already so passionate about the power of social media and online marketing.

5. I am attending my first Mom-2-Mom this morning. Yes, I said first. I have always wanted to go and our weekends are usually rather packed with chores and other to-dos. But, E is growing out of 18 month clothes (May I remind you, she turns 18 months old on the 2nd.) and she really needs shirts and pajamas. Maybe a couple dresses too! So I am hoping to find some great deals on gently warn clothing.

I hope life is going well for all of you out there! Please comment and share one highlight from your week. I'd love to hear from you.

Keep Loving.

The Stinkin' Pink Thing

See, there's this shirt. It's pink with frilly little waves along the sleeves and waist. It has a Dora the Explorer graphic brightly displayed across the front. I really don't like that cartoon. I have never sat through a single episode and probably never will. Dora just rubs me the wrong way. Because of this I have a love-hate relationship with this shirt.

It wouldn't be so bad if I would have just snuck it into the bottom of the donation bag that sits at the foot of M's bed collecting outgrown outfits. But, silly me, tossed it on top of the bag. A perfect spot for E to eye spy. And what does she do right when she wakes up this morning: she eye spies it, picks it up and runs off with it.

I couldn't help but let her pick it up. She was so curious and gentle about looking at it that I had to let her at least see what it was. Big mistake.

Next thing I know she has her legs through the neck of the shirt and is waddling around with it half way over her little diaper butt. I have to give her credit for attempting to dress herself at 17 months old. Well, I try to wiggle it off of her because I really didn't want her to wear the stinkin' pink thing and for the very first time ever she will not let me walk away with a piece of clothing.

So I throw it over her head and stick her arms through. She looks down at her belly and gives a satisfied little smirk. E wore the darn Dora shirt to daycare. Yes, I did cover it with a purple zip up hoody so only part of the little cartoon face was sticking out. I had too.

Obviously one full day didn't give her enough time with the shirt. When I tried to put it in the dirty laundry basket, after dressing her in pajamas, I turn around and she's got it all tangled around her little legs. At this point I have to laugh at my little fashion queen. I let her stagger around the apartment holding up the Dora shirt and trying not to trip.

I am 99% sure I just experienced our first outfit disagreement. I know it won't be the last. I have a feeling I am going to have a very brightly mismatched daughter for years to come.

P.S. I think I'll keep the shirt.

Keep Loving.