Morning Routine

Every morning we pretty much have the same routine. Cecily, acting as our alarm clock, wakes us up at 6am. "Morning Time". Then she asks if she can watch something. I tell her it is not the weekend, so no. Then Greg gets up to take a shower and Ceci and I go downstairs and make breakfast. She feeds Luca (only 2 cups! she always wants to give her extra) Then, as I enjoy my morning coffee and watch her eating waffles, I start to dread the next step in our morning routine: Getting Dressed. First of all, she only wants to wear dresses. All the jeans, cute pants, skirts we have, forget about it. Even jumpers are not acceptable. Then there is the leg covering. In San Francisco in April it is still pretty chilly. Today it is pouring rain. She likes tights alright but leggings are a challenge. Then the shoes. She has rejected many of her shoes because they are too dirty, and she wont wear dirty shoes. (Yet she jumps in puddles and mud and sand as soon as she gets the chance). Her favorite shoes are these black patent ones from her cousin. They dont really go with anything but I have given up. Then, the hair. I dont even want to talk about the hair- its too painful.

And I wonder why I am late for work every day.

At the zoo with Dad

The carousel-she rode it six times that day

Enjoying the beautiful springtime bloom

Cecily took this picture of her Daddy

IPOD Obsessed

So Greg gave me an IPOD touch for my birthday, and I downloaded some kids games on it. Now Cecily is a little computer game addict. She knows how to turn the phone on, unlock it, select which game she wants and navigate through all the steps. I was trying to make her stop playing so she could try on some new shoes I got her and she pleaded with me "Please, the game is waiting for me". A little bit too much like me and my Mario Brothers days.