I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner.
I believe in kissing,
kissing a lot.
I believe in being strong when everything
seems to be going wrong.
I believe that happy girls
are the prettiest girls.
I believe that tomorrow is another day,
and I believe in miracles.
Participating in Wordless Wednesday today.
Nick might have looked a little absent from the Weekend Photos in Review, but I assure you, he wasn’t. Just ask Sadie. Any time you needed to find him, just look for her. I love seeing how much she adores him, and how good he is with her. Too cute. Today, she turns two – Happy Birthday, Sadie!! xoxo
Well, if you know me, it’s hard to go completely wordless, so we’ll go with semi-wordless.
I love seeing their relationship together. Their bond. Well, most of the time. Because, you know, they ARE normal kids and have their moments when it’s “neutral corners, everyone, neutral corners!” He returned the favor by tickling her. Who the HECK is ticklish underneath their neck? Madeline and Jamie. Silly girls.
March 24, 2010, Photo #69
I love rainbows. There is something so restorative about them. The promise that anything is possible. That magic really does exist. And rainbow whisks? Even better. Of course this one technically isn’t a true rainbow since it’s missing two colors, but in the interest of happy kitchen tools, I decided I could overlook it.
I have a very small sweet tooth. Ever so slight. The problem is that when Easter rolls around, and with it, the abundance of candy available, my slight sweet tooth goes into overdrive. It just happens that a few of the things that I like are available now. Cadbury Creme Eggs. They totally do me in. Jelly beans. Love them. And the Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups in the shape of eggs. All this from someone who doesn’t really have a sweet tooth.
I’ll never forget the day I signed up with a personal trainer to get me in shape for my wedding. A local drugstore had all their candy marked down to 90% off. I had bought
way too much a bagful of Cadbury Creme Eggs for 5 cents each. Just too hard to resist. As I sat at my desk, talking with the trainer, I tried to push the bag further underneath my desk so he wouldn’t see it. As soon as he left, I threw them away.
Even though we’re adults and with our own kids, my mom still makes Easter baskets for us. I love that. Sometimes it’s nice to feel like a kid again and forget all those weighty responsibilities we deal with day to day. This year I told her “no candy. Please.” I just don’t want to be tempted. I have so far managed to avoid the Easter candy that I’ve seen while out and about, but I knew if she bought it, I’d give in. And I didn’t want to.
Then recently, I read that 10 jelly beans is only two Weight Watchers points. I’m not on Weight Watchers completely (more on that next week), but to me that meant that maybe I could relent. Just a little. I e-mailed my Mom. “Jelly beans are ok. But nothing else.” She responded with “Oh good, because otherwise you’d be breaking a ten year tradition.” Nothing like a little good Catholic guilt to get me back on the wagon. See, every year I buy the bags of jelly beans. I eat the red, purple, pink and white and then pass it along to my mom, who eats her two favorite colors, and then my dad gets the last two colors, which happen to be his favorites. It works out quite well actually. We’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember. Apparently ten years now. And to think I almost stopped! So, for now, our glass cookie jar is filled with jelly beans. I’m rationing. Ten a day. …