Having a newborn makes me la-to the-zy. It’s like the ultimate reason to turn into a Gilmore Girl watching hermit. It’s been three whole blissful weeks of yoga pants, cuddles, and late night nursing sessions turned shopping sessions (sorry mike!). But now it’s time to break through the haze and actually step foot inside a grocery store, and maybe, just maybe, get back to le neglected blog.
This week marked the start of what I hope is a nice long relationship with crib naps. Putting kenz down for the count in her crib guarantee’s lex some one on one time with me not being attached to a sleeping babe. Lex definitely isn’t complaining about getting back a smidge of “only child time”. And kenz isnt complaining about “mermaid time”.
My love for summer rompers runs deep. Real deep. Kenz recently scored this, this, and this. And now I’m just waiting for her to be big enough to wear them. Whoever said being a second child wasn’t fun in the fashion department was cray- cray because I learned a whole lot of “oh heck no’s” thanks to Lex’s first year of un- fashionable life.
Lex is rounding the corner into three quite quickly. So party prep is in full force round here. We’re going small (really small) because of kenz being so bitty- but I want lex to feel special and celebrated- so her dream ARIEL party she shall get. Complete with this dress for party day (and every other day until the end of time). We don’t have food figured out, but the goodie bags are packed damnit.
Our newest family member looks exactly like her older sister. I find myself calling poor kenz “lex” on a daily basis and I swear it’s not just “new mombrain”. They have the same face shape, nose, mouth, and even hair. They scream “sister! Sister!” Louder than Tia & Tamera.
While at target yesterday BY MYSELF (a little slice of heaven) I spotted this dress. Which is a replica of Lex’s favorite dresses ON THE PLANET. She begs and pleads to wear her red or purple dreamcatcher dresses daily but gets shut down on school days due to the amount of paint and mud she comes home sporting. Thank you target for answering my toddlers wardrobe prayers and coming up with a school-solution I won’t cry when she ruins. I also scored “purple glitter heels”. Because lex refuses to wear anything on her feet she doesn’t deem princess heels. I’m raising a monster.
a monster who wants to lay down for every photo now (like her sister) and demands we take “one more picture! and then you get a treat!” when she’s in charge with her camera.