Taking the Scenic Route

#67 There are two rabbits that frequent our backyard. When I was making a smoothie, Zora took a spinach leaf from the pile out for the rabbits. lol.

#22 “Can we go out Mama?” I wish the picture where she completed the ensemble with sparkle shoes and a pink and purple boa would have been more than a big blur so that you could have the full impact of her fashion choices.

#9  “Polly’s Sparkle Binge Ends Badly”

aka: random toys on the table that I found funny as I passed by.

Mom and Dad came up on Tuesday to bring back the Pontiac. They actually drove the Pontiac here, not hauled it on a trailer. It no longer bleeds oil. YEAH! Apparently, the oil leaked so bad on the way there that it left a trail on the way up the trailer, a huge puddle during the drive, and when dad pulled out the gauge, it left a puddle of oil on his workbench. Yeah, it had a serious problem. lol. He fixed it and now I can drive to play dates and start meeting the homeschool groups in the parks and events again. Heck, when Zach isn’t driving an hour out of town, he can drive it to work and I can take the kids in the nicer vehicle. WooHoo!

When they arrived, Zora and I had recently gotten out of the shower. I was dressed already, but Zora was refusing to budge from her tantrum, totally naked, laying her head on the toilet seat cover. I told mom to come around the corner and she couldn’t help but laugh when she saw her. Grandma was able to convince the little diva to get dressed, and let her pick what she wanted to wear in the process. The girl has a flamboyant fashion sense:

We went out to CiCis for supper and she was as charming as she could be trying to get us to give her brownies before the pizza. lol.

Today, when I was getting some clothes washed, she decided to “help”.

I love that silly girl.

Zora is really wanting to “hep” with everything these days. She can unload silverware by herself (we get any sharp pointy things out first, obviously) and the last week or so she has been helping take out the plates and cups too. Last night she wanted to help load the dishwasher, so as I rinsed each piece off (a little better than usual because she kept wanting to lick everything before putting it in the dishwasher *shudder*) and handed it to her to put in the dishwasher.

As I was finishing up the silverware, I looked down to see this:

She played with her truck for a while as I finished the dishes and when I was finishing up I looked down to see this…

All tuckered out. I wish I could say she stayed asleep when we put her to bed and we had a peaceful evening, but I think I will just skip that part. lol.

1) She refuses to acknowledge that she might need to slow down and take a rest.
2) She can sleep in any position

Leads to scenes like this: