my love affair with ice cream

On Friday, Whole Foods was having a one-day sale on organic cherries. What a deal at only $2.99 per pound. As it turns out, they also had cherry pies on sale. So we bought two. And you cannot even think of serving pie without ice cream.

The first photo is me trying in vain to get just a little bit more ice cream out of the cup. This time, I selected Ben and Jerry's Mint Chocolate Cookie. (I only eat Ben and Jerry's.) That flavor doesn't really go well with cherry pie at all but my mom soon realized that I had tricked her and had no interest in the cherries or the pie, really. It was all an elaborate ploy to get some ice cream in my tummy.

Here are several photos of me and my dad acting goofy when we were hopped up on sugar.

sunny and warm

For whatever reason, my mom sometimes checks the 10-day forecast. It is quite curious how many ways they can describe nothing but hot miserable days ahead. mostly sunny and very warm. clear skies and hot. warmer than yesterday. it gets hotter by the minute.

While we do go outside and enjoy the cool (less than 100 degrees) mornings, most of the rest of the day is spent inside until after dinner when my dad helps me water my plants. (Oh yeah, I go swimming a lot too.) If you could believe it, my flowers have survived and I might even say they have thrived. I will plant some more! I am a great gardener. Don't tell anyone but we did use 3000 gallons more water this month than we did last month and my mom has really cracked down with rationing. I blame this excess water use on our dishwasher being broken for weeks. My mom and I fixed it this week, by the way.

The pictures above show how I am passing the long hot housebound days. Today, I constructed train tunnels from my board books. You can see that the kids riding the train had as much fun as I did.

my dog

If you look at this photo of my dog cuddling with my dad at Christmas, you might think they are good friends. not anymore. not after this morning.

This might be the funniest thing that ever happened. (By the way, I describe many things these days as best ever. best meal ever. hottest day ever. nicest dog ever.)

Every morning when my mom has her bath, my dad and I stay in bed because we like to sleep later and it just usually works better for my mom to get everything organized for the day before I am set free. When my mom is ready for me, she comes back to get me (or go back to sleep with me) and brings Remus with her. This morning, I was sitting at the edge of the bed eagerly awaiting Remus. My mom opened the door and I squealed like an overly excited little girl. Remus got startled and flew directly over me toward my dad and vomited right on his head. all in a single leap! It was the most remarkable sight ever.

happy Canada Day

I don't have any good pictures of me celebrating Canada Day. After spending much of the day naked, I did briefly wear my Canada shirt but it had to be changed after I ran around in the sprinkler and then played in my sandbox. Water and sand is a losing combination.

My Canada Day plan was ruined. There is a new family owned restaurant near here (just opened on Monday) and we were going to have pizza. My mom called to place an order but their pizza oven isn't working today. sad. Business seems to be going surprisingly well for them though. Since that plan was ruined, we celebrated Canada Day with Ben and Jerry's for dessert. good enough, I suppose.

What really ruined my day was when I woke up at 6:22am certain that George Bush was here to see me. He wasn't. I called and called and called out for him but he did not materialize. (He has a birthday next week! Maybe I should convince my mom that we need a cake.) So, there we were awake early in the day. We made smoothies (I drank mine and most of my mom's) and had granola (I ate two bowls) and then we went outside to play and for a walk. Then it was nap time. We slept for almost three hours. nice. Then we played and read and snacked and had dinner and read some more and, before we knew it, another day had ended.

These two photos will give you a good idea of how most of my days end: with me barricaded in my fort refusing to come out. I would almost prefer to live outside and I really don't care that it is well above 100 degrees.

cuter photo

Here is a cuter photo of my sister and Hector celebrating my birthday. They are a handsome couple. My sister's shirt matches our living room chair (busy) and Hector wore red in honor of my firetruck theme.

my sister's turn

On Monday, we celebrated Trinity's birthday. I wonder if most people know that I was due on her birthday. She is lucky that I didn't steal her thunder. My mom is also lucky that she doesn't have to contend with two celebrations on one day.

I waited impatiently for days and days and days for my sister's birthday. I could hardly contain my excitement. I practiced singing happy birthday. I helped my mom pick out some presents. In the end, I decided not to give my sister the Hotwheels steamroller that I selected and bought especially for her.

We had a lovely visit. I was at my clowniest; I love a new audience.

We had such a yummy dinner. For an appetizer, my mom made a seven-layer dip (which I call a "see you later dip."). For dinner, we had salad with a mustard vinaigrette, rosemary bread, mashed potatoes, and quiche. I think I have forgotten to list something. There was a lot of food; I also had my peas and carrots as I do every meal of every day.

And then came the big question: cake before presents or presents before cake. We opted to open presents first because that is just more fun and my dad was busy washing all of the dishes by hand. (Our dishwasher is broken AGAIN thanks to the bad water.)

The first photo is me helping Trinity unwrap her gifts. Even though I knew what was in each, I could not help but think/hope every package had either a car or a tractor inside, regardless of the shape. no such luck.

The cake was delicious. My sister requested an ice cream cake. wow it was amazing. My sister and I both love ice cream.

This was the best birthday this week! I am so excited for the next birthday even though I don't know when it will be or even whose birthday I am waiting for.

my future career

Last night at dinner as my parents discussed what my sister should do for a career, my mom asked me what I want to be when I grow up.

My reply: SMART.