{Friday Five}

1. Evette and I pretty much have lived in this fort all week.

  2. My little sister makes me laugh

 

3. Watching my Forget-me-nots grow :)

4. Story time and cookie decorating

5. Having dinner dates with dear friends

{Clean Freak}

I've ruined her. I've turned her into a clean freak like me. 

Remember this post about helping to clean up? Well, there's more to it. She doesn't like messes.

Here she is wiping up her tray which is she does everyday.

 Here's all the napkins that we went through in one meal - just the 2 of us. If her hands get too messy while eating she cries for a napkin so she can clean her hands off.

She hates having a runny nose. She'll gingerly point to her upper lip with a concerned look if she has snot running until I come with a tissue so she can blow her nose and clean it up.

Here she is begging me to wash her hands. When we go tour houses on our home hunt Evette must wash her hands at every kitchen and bathroom sink. She MUST.

One day it was cold and rainy and I saw this great idea online of finger painting with ketchup and mustard. We tried it out.

 She played for MAYBE 2 minutes. Really.

 Then she asked for a napkin to clean it up and then she asked for a bath.

Oh man. Poor thing. I'm sorry.

{Friday Five}

new bangs

Girl movie night! We ate popcorn, snuggled under a blanket, and watched about 20 minutes of Enchanted :)

silly pictures with the Babbs

Valentine's Day package from Grandma

Warm days that let us study lady bugs

xoxo

{Days like today...}

It's days like this that I absolutely love.

We watched airplanes...

...ran...

...laughed...

...contemplated...

...studied...

...explored...

....experienced...

...noticed...

...observed...

...were brave...

...learned...

and lived.

{The Police came for a visit}

After a stressful late night I was eager to go to bed and sleep in [hopefully, it's always hopefully with a baby, even if they were up way past their bedtime].

Unfortunately I woke up at 7:15am to our security alarm going off - it was so scary and disorienting! I grabbed my phone and my robe and ran to Evette's room. On my way over to her room I noticed that the door to our garage was ajar. Now I was terrified. Evette was just sitting in her bed looking quite confused. I picked her up and wrapped her in a blanket and she just snuggled against me.

Right then my phone rang and the security people asked if everything was alright. I said that I had no idea, it was only me and my baby and I saw that our garage door was open but there was no way that I was going out to check by myself. She said that they would send the police over, but that if I was afraid I should call 911 as well.

Well, of course I was afraid! I was convinced that there was someone in my house who was going to kill me and steal my baby. So I called 911.

The lady was super nice. I explained the situation and she stayed on the line with me until the police came. It felt like forever, but it was only 2-3 minutes. During those 2-3 minutes I stayed with Evette in her room trying to stay sane. I didn't have my glasses or contacts so that was scary not being able to see clearly. My whole body was literally shaking. In my mind I was trying to figure out our escape plan or how I could kill the bad guy - seriously. I figured out how to break the windows and how to bust the guy's head in if necessary. I had it all figured out.

I heard a knock on the door and "POLICE!" - the lady on the phone said, "Alright, the police are at your house, it's safe to go answer the door." I went to answer the door and the lady on the phone said, "Have you made contact with the police?" "yes." and then on the officer's radio I heard the same lady say "Have you made contact with them?" and he said "yes." how cool is that? She was so great.

We then had 3 huge police guys with flashlights and guns search our entire house inside and out. They were really nice but pretty intimidating. There was nothing. There was no bad guy, no broken windows or anything. Dallas had been having some pretty crazy wind that day and it turns out that the wind was so hard that it blew open our door to the garage that I forgot to lock. Our house is pretty old and that door doesn't seal very well. You best believe I won't forget to lock that door again.

I was pretty stunned for the rest of the morning. Evette asked to go back to sleep [sweet baby] but there was no way that I would be able to go back to sleep. Luckily I had visiting teaching appointments that morning so I had to shower and get myself dressed and out of the house instead of just wallowing in my fear. It was just wind but it was still scary and I still felt a little violated.

Guess what - our security system works and the police are fast :)

the end.

{Locked out of my car}

The last time I locked myself out of my car was back in high school  I left the car running and I was at a friend's house who wasn't supposed to have anyone over. Awkward..... After having to go inside and explain  the situation to his parents I thought I had for sure learned my lesson.

False.

Tuesday night I went house hunting with our wonderful Realtor [yes, we're looking at buying a house!]. It was late-ish [6:45pm] and we had just finished up. My little button pusher [yes, that is the technical term for it] for the car vanished several months ago so I have to manually unlock my car [first world problems]. I have to unlock the driver's door and then push the unlock button so I can open up the door to the backseat and put baby in her car seat  I unlocked my door, threw my keys on the seat and instead of pushing "unlock" I pushed "locked" and closed the door so I could strap the Babbs in. And that's how it happened. Locked out. Keys sitting right on the seat.

Luckily, I waved down my Realtor before she drove off and she let us sit in her car while we figured out what to do. Sean had the only other car key with him in Seattle - that was not helpful. I called a locksmith and they said they would be there between 15-20 minutes. Yay! Eloise, our Realtor, let us sit in her car because it was cold and dark and rainy outside. After about 45 minutes we decided to give them a call to see what was up. Unfortunately, my phone battery died [charger was locked in the car]. Aughh... So we called form Eloise's phone. They said since I did not respond to the phone call [IT WAS DEAD!] they sent the guy on the next case. AUGH! I know that my phone being dead put them in a tough spot, but I was still aggravated at the situation. They said they'd send him over right after he finished up on this last one.

It took forever. We called multiple times to make sure they hadn't forgotten us since they didn't show up when we had expected them to. 2 hours. We were in Ms Eloise's car for 2 hours. That put us 1 hr and 45 minutes past Evette's bedtime. Thank goodness I had cheerios and a pacifier in my purse and Eloise had a towel [for the rain] that we used as a blanket. Good thing Ms Eloise is a saint. She was so sweet to us. She kept saying "Heidi! Stop worrying, Evette can't hurt a thing in this car!" as Evette pulled the lipgloss and hair clips out of the console and pushed the radio and air conditioning buttons over and over and over again. Eloise just played with us, sang songs with us, and forgave every.single.cheerio that ended up on the floor of her car [I picked up all that I could...]

When the worker came to open up my car, Eloise offered to take Evette while I went out in the rain to fill out paperwork/etc. She said, don't worry if she's cries, I'm a mom, I can handle it. So for 20 minutes Eloise flew solo in the car with a sad tired baby while I took care of the rest. See what I mean by a saint? She even followed us home to make sure we got there safe and sound. Seriously our guardian angel.

The next day we brought Eloise some flowers as a small token of our gratitude. She said of course she wouldn't have left us, and I knew she wouldn't, but she went WAY over the top for us. And that's why she is a saint. As she said today, "Heidi, we are bonded for life, now!" and it's true!

So that is that story. I think I have learned my lesson. No more locking the keys in the car. EVER.

It was a blessing in disguise, though! I really liked the house we had looked it, and was pretty excited about it. But, after sitting outside of it for 2 hours, we realized that it was a busy through street! It didn't look like it at first, but we had dozens of cars zoom by at ridiculous speeds that scared us to death the first couple times.  After the first few cars Eloise put on her hazard lights every time a car drove by so they would see us and not run straight into us. We won't be looking into that house anymore! Blessings are sometimes disguised :)

{Friday Five}

1. Outside Moments with the Babbs

2. My Realtor who also happens to be my guardian angel [long story - expect a whole post about this]

3. My security system that works and speedy policemen [long story - expect a whole post about this]

4. Chickfila Date with some friends and having Evette be old/tall enough to play in the play place without too much Momma anxiety

5. The surprised face on my little sister when she saw me in audience for her performance during the school's musical

xoxo