Big Foot Crossing

We finally have the majority of the house put away, even all those messy memories (though we spent way too long today reminiscing about Clark's middle school days and looking at yearbooks that made me feel embarrassed). Anyway, things are put away enough that I feel relaxed enough to do other projects, chore charts, schedules, lists, lists, lists, etc.
On Saturday we went on a family outing to the Providence Zoo. Besides lots of trips to the public restroom it was a fun day. On a side note, Mia is potty training. She has a quirky novice's habit of taking off every piece of clothing to use the potty (not so convenient, or clean in a public restroom). She also calls her underwear her "unders". Ask anyone who knows me, I hate potty training and I'm not so good at it. But who can resist a tiny two year old bum in really padded underwear? But she stayed dry all day at the zoo. Way to go Mi Mi. She especially loved the elephants because her favorite movie is Babar...don't run out and rent it, its horrible and irritating but it does have songs...no wait, still horrible and irritating.
And a updated picture of 2 month old Hazel, just for the record. She had her two month well baby checkup and all is well. She weighs in right at 50th percentile. And with the exception of the bright green diapers and touch of colic she is adorable and a good baby. She really doesn't cry horribly, just a couple of fussy times a day. But she does get so stiff that we have taken to calling her 2 by 4.

I have developed a disturbing fear of driving at night in Connecticut. Remember my fear of the dark? Pair that with narrow, winding roads through heavily wooded areas (like all the roads you have to take to get anywhere...) beautiful during the day, scary at night. Clark and I call these kinds of roads "Yetti Road" because its precisely the type of road that you would be driving along at night and a Big Foot would step out in front of the car. Last night I was coming home late from somewhere and it was rainy with a heavy mist rising off the road. It was a scene straight from "I Know What You Did Last Summer". Horror movies always take place in New England on these kind of roads. So when I find myself driving along I like to picture Harry to avoid being too freaked out...but then by association I think of John Lithgow and get freaked out all over again. Maybe I'm a city girl and just didn't know it. Also I think we have a mouse hidden behind our cellar door. Clark informed me that he "evicted" one once before but it may be back. Not cool.
Happy Father's Day to all you procreating and non procreating men out there. Clark got shortchanged with nothing but a bowl of cereal and a bagel for his fancy breakfast in bed. Curse 5 girls to have to get ready for 9am church. Sorry Clark, we really do love you and I think we made up for it at dinner. We all ate so much we feel like a couple of pythons after their annual meal. We are laying motionless on the couch and ending the day with a little Transporter. Clark is so much cooler than Jason Stathum...except he can't win in a fight against 10 men without his shirt on.

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totally forgot that I did redeem myself this Father's Day and got Clark the coolest present ever! He was made a happy man this Thursday when we received four half gallons of Texas' finest Blue Bell ice cream in the mail. He has been known to take us all to Outback Steakhouse just to enjoy dessert where they serve Blue Bell (all over the country). He just loves the darn stuff. We are making it last as long as possible and not doing a very good job. It has to be said that their Southern Blackberry Cobbler is to die for but take advantage of it now because its seasonal.


And if you are still hanging around, here's a little Hazelnut action. She is stingy with her smiles but still as cute as ever.