Not a part of GFA

Remember how we went on vacation forever ago and I was blogging about that? Yeah, me neither.

Moving on.

Hazel and I made cookies the other day. And by "made" I mean I bought some dough and we rolled it, cut it and drowned it in sugar crystals. Good times.
Check the blue one. It had close to an inch of blue sugar on it. We got some of it but the rest just melted into a jack-o-lantern face. Awesome.
(I only had six pictures on my camera but I had to upload for the following shots)

Hazel got the American Girl catalog in the mail the other day (and Fisher Price today, grr) and she is in love. She wants everything but mostly the baby and the clothes. Oh, the clothes. I do not spend that much for clothes for my kid, I am (probably) not going to spend that much on clothes for a doll.

In a surprisingly successful attempt to distract her, we made doll clothes. And it was good. Way better than the cookies.

This was all Hazel.
As you can tell, the mermaid was pleased. I attached the sleeves to the dress but everything else was Hazel. She picked the fabric, cut it and then sewed everything together. Oh, I threaded the needles. We got a couple books on sewing doll clothes at the library tonight so we may have another round tomorrow.

Happy Birthday!

When we went trick-or-treating at Jenni's work (the county), I would prompt Hazel to say "Happy Halloween!" but more likely than not, she said, "Happy Birthday!" Still, two and an ice cream cone excuses a lot.

Geoff and Hazel dressed for trick-or-treating at Jenni's work. I wore the hat (it says "Ice Cream") to work for my "costume" but for Jenni's work I dressed as a princess. The princess and the wig were Hazel's choices.

For Shauntil's party, I dressed as a "domestic terrorist" notice the TNT. I found it hilarious. Next year I vow to have better costumes. And maybe plan ahead. Then I can have just one awesome constest instead of three lame ones.

Geoff and Hazel grew pumpkins this year. This was the biggest one. Geoff carved it into a spider with web. I don't have a picture of that, but here is Hazel possessively hugging it. We went to the Red Butte Garden After Dark. Hazel made a monster head (dirt and grass seeds in a circle of netting. We made a yogurt cup face for it when we got home. And then it grew! And grew! And GREW! It is awesome. We spray it with water almost every day.

Last week, Hazel and I made cupcakes for Alex's 2nd birthday. It was a disaster. Nothing turned out how I wanted. The frosting didn't set up, I had a "helper", ummm...other stuff. They sucked. But Hazel had great fun helping and licking the beaters.

We wore aprons while we cooked. I think the outfit here is smashing. Not shown: Me FREAKING out about the stupid cupcakes not working. Seriously.

An actual account of the last two minutes at my house:
Meadow: Who's that cute baby?
Hazel: Hazel in a twirl dress!
Hazel: I want to see my blog.
Hazel: I want to play Sam's blog.
Hazel: I want to see my feet!
Hazel: I want to play Sam's blog.
Hazel: Feet! Feet! Feet! Feet!
Hazel: My hair is so pretty! Like Zoe Jane.
Hazel: I call me 'Hazel Zoe Jane Hazel'
Hazel: *Wanders off to pick the candy wrappers off my lovingly modge-podged candy bucket*
"Open your eyes wide." "Your EYES!"

Today Hazel and I went to early voting. And waited in line for 30 minutes. And then I had to do a provisional ballot because of a name change (SEVEN YEARS AGO!!). It took about an hour total. And Hazel spit some milk on the floor. And two old men were openly racist. But look how cute my kid is! And she allowed me to put in pigtails.

March Madness

I am not so hip on this whole blog thing, but I am pretty sure if you have a blog you are required to mention March madness at least once. During the month of March. March madness has something to do with really wanting to get out of the house after being cooped up all winter. Or so I am led to believe.
I am editing this part so my mom can't read it, because it will make her sad. So, mom don't read the following sentence. Everyone else, highlight it and you should be able to read the white text.

Lucky for my March madness, today was a BEAUTIFUL day. Warm, sunny, a gorgeous spring day. Seriously, like almost 70 degrees. I didn't even wear a coat to work. And we have crocus (croci?) coming up. And no deer to eat them. Geoff and Hazel met me at the Wheeler Farm for lunch and we saw the animals and walked around and it was fabulous. Except it kind of smelled like poo.

Anyway, on to the photos.
This photo is a great shot of two things.
One: Hazel loves to dress herself. She was wearing pink tights with hearts, a pink dress with skulls, a pink tutu and a pink jacket. Oh, and brown shoes. I am guessing because she didn't want to overdo it on the pink. I tried to get her to pose for a picture but she flung herself to the ground yelling, "No Pictures!"
And Two: Her job is letting the dogs in and out. She loves this job and is fairly good at it. But, gets crazy mad (and not just in March) if you do it when she thinks it is her turn.

See the post-fling wailing?!?! That kid. She will drive me crazy. Or mad. Because of the whole "March Madness"

Hazel helped me cook on Sunday. We made magic cookie bars. They were magically delicious.

And then we curled up under a blanket and watched TV. Good times...Good times...
We have been going to story time at the library. They read a couple of stories, sing some songs and then we do a craft. Usually the entire story time has a theme. Guess what this week's theme was? Put your guess in the comments and I will pick a winner and he or she will get a FABULOUS PRIZE. That's right a blog contest. I am so big-time.

Here is the clue:

One guess per person. Put your guess in the comments by.... Saturday, March 15. All correct answers will be put into a hat and a winner will be chosen and win an awesome prize.

Hazel's got the mad tongue-rolling skillz.