Eating dirt- March 16-19.

One of the spring's favorite activities is digging in the garden. Luckily, I'm a terrible gardener, so no crops are at risk.  Here Georgie takes a break under an umbrella in a hole.  Obviously.

Bea LOVES rice. And loves making a mess of it.

Back outside.  This time Bea does some exploring on her own.  I believe this is the farthest Bea has ever been from me while actively in my care.  This is new territory.

Because honestly, if you take your eyes off her for one minute, you're likely to find her eating dirt out of a ditch.

And we should have let her smear more dirt around, because for the first time, I just got the joke of this shirt.  Aunt Molly gave it to us when Georgie was a baby and I only that day (2 kids in) got the joke.  Sorry, Aunt Molly.

Why are these cool cats kicking it in Taco Bell?  Why, to celebrate the refinancing of their mortgage.  Yeah, grown up things!

Poor Bea has to be woken up from her morning nap to go get Georgie.  

 It makes me sad to wake a sleeping baby, but I do like getting to sneak in and catch a glimpse of this sweet thing.

And her sweet little teeth.

Until disaster.  Bea was crawling in the kitchen and Henry came up too fast behind her and knocked her over.  There was a great deal of mouth blood and we determined that she'd ripped her frenulum.  One urgent call to our family doctor late (it pays to be friends and have his cell number), it was determined that she'd love.  Even if that swollen lip might make us all cry.

Speaking of frenulums, we're going to have to pay someone to have June's clipped, because that gap in her teeth only seems to be getting wider.  Maybe Henry can knock her over too.

Here's June's interpretation of "Camptown Races." I love it all the way down to her crossed ankles.

Finally here's a picture of mom and her friend, Meredith.  Mom's looking pretty greasy, but parents are sorely underrepresented on the blog and we thought you might appreciating knowing they are still around.

Holi! Holi! Holi!- March 14.

One of our favorite campus events of the year, we were super pumped to hit up the Indian Student Association's celebration of Holi again.

Georgie was ready to go.

June refused to participate at all, so we left her in the car and brought Katie along instead.  (Seriously, June locked herself int he car and refused to come out.)

Bea is not quite sure about all of this.

"What happened to these people!?!"

Close-up of the aftermath.

You can tell Katie did a good job of keeping her mouth shut tight.

Bea did end up getting a little color.

Georgie dug it.

Mid jump!

Mom and dad.

Papa looking totally awesome.

The rest of the crowd on the muddy field. 

After they ran out of color, they started dousing each other with water.  Mama and papa ate samosas instead.

"Please, save me from these crazy people!"

"This is so embarrassing."

Enhanced so mama could make it her facebook profile picture, of course.

We missed a video!

I forgot to add this video to the last post.

But really it's so cute that it deserves it's own post.  Enjoy watching Bea fish a pretzel from a bin then crawl all over me in celebration.

Parties, dirt and unicorn- March 7-14.

Georgie was invited to a party at a place called Par Tee Time.  It's a huge building full of bounce houses and a miniature golf course.

In short, it's awesome.

Caroline R, Ellie and Georgie!

We had our first warm day of the spring.  Grams, Bea and I sat outside waiting for Papa to get home from work.  Of course, Bea loves dirt, so I quickly removed all of her clothes. This kid has ruined a LOT of clothes.  We also propped her up by some landscaping because the front yard is a hill and she kept rolling down it.

Do you think these two Parsons are related?

June wrote this letter to her girl scout leader, Miss Debbie.  I texted Debbie this picture and Debbie responded with a picture of her note.  She's the best.  (And by the way, the girl scout troop did decide to go to Build-A-Bear.)

I found a major deal at the grocery store- jars of mincemeat filling for 90% off.  Brandon says he knows why they were 90% off.  I bought 8 jars.  Looks like everyone is going to miss out on this delicious mincemeat apple pie!

So Grams was in town, but I forgot to take any pictures of her.  Mostly because we'd hang out all morning and in the afternoon, she'd load up the kids and go do fun things while Bea and I napped.  This afternoon, she took the kids to the Pickens County Art Museum to see a piece of art Henry had displayed there.  Thanks for the break, Grams!

This is Bea's favorite spot in the house.  It gives her easy access to the pantry and the recycling bin.  Best toys ever.

 

My Beezy is just so cute.  Even when she's throwing food off the high chair.

Seriously.  I can't say no to this kid.

Everything about her. Ugh.

Even when she gets stuck trying to crawl over the chair.  Poor baby.

Look at this stinker.

Even fishing a pretzel out of a bin is precious.

Somehow we acquired two unicorn costumes.

Georgie makes a nice rainy day pink unicorn.

June then put on her unicorn- excuse me"alicorn"- costume and they had some fun.

June shuttles Georgie across the room and then collapses.

First week of March- March 1 to 7.

Remember when we used to braid June's hair to make it bumpy?  Now we have to do much smaller braids to get it all. 

But it is awfully cute when it dries!

Though it does show off my poor hair cutting skills.

Henry and June have been diligently practicing their piano.  June is learning to play with two hands now.  Here's Camptown Races.

Not a great picture of the fast mover, but I did want to document her wearing my favorite jammies of all time.  All four kids wore these.

Georgie's class dressed up as storybook character's for Valentine's Day.  Georgie dressed up as a little girl from a valentine's book, who incidentally wore a plain purple dress.  Not as exciting as a princess, but Georgie seems pretty happy to be on theme.

I boiled the perfect egg.  This was a really big deal for me.  So naturally, it has to be on the blog.

  

Georgie wanted to build a "puzzle floor"- where you build so many puzzles to covers the whole floor.  But how do you do that when you have a pesky little sister who can crawl and get into everything and demands to be close to you at all times?  Georgie had the best idea.  And it worked, except when Beatrice could get close enough to pull Georgie's pigtails.

This is the life, mom.

I love this sweet, enthusiastic girl who is always so pumped for the opportunity to check the mail.

The kids have been busy turning over the garden for me.  And a moist spring means our normally rock hard soil is cute soft.  During their imaginative free play this week, the girls pretended they were slaves digging a grave for poor, dead Beatrice. Maybe we should let them have more screen time.

Grams came into town for the week.  Of course the first place we visited was the Village Baker in Pendleton.

This year, I volunteered to run the Elementary school's International Festival.  It's always very popular and I don't think I ruined it for too many people.

I always want the kids to participate in the Parade of Nations.  This year Georgie wore and Indian shirt and a French hat.  She really is a melting pot.

I didn't get many pictures as the halls with all the food were packed!  But I did get a shot of the African drumming circle.