My Quest at Normal

So in my quest of trying to be normal I am trying to pick up my camera again. I used to have it practically glued in my hands daily. And these past 3 weeks not so much. And you'll have to continue to put up with unedited pictures since I have no Photoshop anymore. :( HintHintCoughCouch JR!Cough!

So here's what we've been up to since New Years.

The girls have been playing with Christmas toys. Puzzles were their favorite things! And they got quite a few of them! I like puzzles too.








Then I made myself get all 3 kids together for a picture... even just a snapshot. Yeah they were SO not cooperative. This is the ONLY one I got. If they could stop moving for ONE second I could have gotten it in focus... ugh.


I've been cooking like a mad woman. I guess I am like my Mom... it relaxes me, I zone out,and I like seeing the fruits of my labor... and tasting it too. So I invited my family over for dinner at our apartment. It was a good night.

Juanito and Arielle shared bread...








And my girls spoiled their Grandpa with love






On another occasion Alayna modeled the outfit she put together all on her own. Except to school she wore sneakers.


Funny story. The girls are both infatuated with those pink heels they got for Christmas. It's one pair and they are always on someone's feet at all times. On this day Jr looked at Alayna trot out of the kitched dressed just like that and said, "Who bought my daughters hooker heels for Christmas?!" And I looked at him but before I could say anything he says, "Your Mom. Had to be your Mom." And I laughed...


And we finally started potty training. Arielle is 21 months and has NO interest in the potty at all. She knows what it is, what you do there, how it works, but hates the thing. Like screams bloody murder when I sit her on it. See I have never had this problem. Diego and Alayna were both fully and completely potty trained BY 18mos! Hallelujah for easy kids. Alayna still had few accidents afterward but nothing major. But with Arielle I just haven't had the time to teach her. I am literally on the go from 8am until 5pm. It's hard. But we're trying. Or I am trying. Arielle just insists on screaming like I am giving her the death penalty. I've done this before... can't be too hard right? Well day 3 we found something that works. Books! She'll go through the process if I provide her with books. So she still hasn't been successful in going potty on the potty but at least she'll entertain the thought now.