Fish in training

We spent a few pre-storm hours on Sunday at our friends' backyard pool, and you will not BELIEVE what Lexi did. It's particularly amazing considering that when we first got in, she wouldn't let me let go of her. An hour later -- this.

Of course, the life jacket is a bit of an issue because she does not understand now that she can sink without it. When I told her we'd better get her in swimming lessons, she said, "Mom, I don't need them. I already know how to swim."

Jitterbug

Lexi had a big moment in her life on Sunday. It was her first (but as you'll soon see, clearly not her last) time performing on a stage.

The show was put on by Jitterbugs, a little dance class they offer at pre-school. I was a little worried she'd be too shy and refuse to go on, but it was quite the opposite. Lex was the front-n-center star of the show.

After this lethal Kung-Fu fighting kick, I'm not sure whether to enroll her in ballet or karate.



Mommy will be talking to Lexi soon about her feelings on cheerleading.



Emma, Lexi's B.F.F. and co-star, offering her customary tackle hug after the show.

At least someone had a good race

My 10k time was abysmal at this year's River Run. But enough about me. Lexi was a racing star, completing her first ever Tot Trot.


Run, Lexi, run!! Run those 20 meters!!



I was actually surprised she did it because she can be pretty shy in unfamiliar situations. I think her running partner Harrison was the secret ingredient.


And look! They won medals!! Nothing abysmal about that.

Disturbing... yet adorably so

I asked Lexi to pose for a pic this weekend and found out with great surprise that her Jitterbugs dance class has taught her how to pose for real. A tad JonBenet for my taste, but...

SupermodelWURK!

...WURK IT GIRL!

Carrot nose, Twizzler mouth

Lexi really, really wanted to build a snowman yesterday. Or so she said. As it turns out, what she really wanted to do was throw snowballs at my head while I built her a snowman.


A spring snowman is an unusual creature because his mouth can be made out of Twizzlers colored for Easter.


The weekend's snow also brought an opportunity for me impart an important life lesson: Never eat yellow snow.



Yes, I know. She's a snow angel.

"Dream girl"

Of course, on days when Miss Jessica sends home notes with words like "no listening ears" and "rough day," I tend to think she is uninformed and impatient.

But when I get notes like this one, well, that's what I realize just how smart and intuitive Miss Jessica actually is.

Three months of parties

You wanna know why I haven't been blogging lately? It's not laziness or hecticness or utter depression. No. It's because I've been hauling Lexi all over town to birthday parties for the past three months.


The most exciting, naturally, was her own. And who wouldn't be excited with a gem of a cake like that?


Lexi's birthday was on March 5, but the celebration went on for weeks. Above is a shot from her party at our house, at which she received Bendaroos and a whole stable of My Little Ponies.



The most recent party was Saturday at Lauryn's and included rosy cupcakes, little sammiches, dress-up and general girliness.



The previous party was the previous Saturday at McDonald's in honor of Lexi's B.F.F., Emma. It included cheeseburgers, sock feet and more Bendaroos.



Back in January, it was Kyle's birthday, which included a dog shape caked, dog bone shaped sammiches and a rockin' game of hot potato with a dog bone.



Brian's party had bowling. 'Nuff said.



And way back at the beginning of January was a party for Coop, who turned 4 first and with the greatest style. Cha cha cha.

The party tour is over now. I think. Time to get back to blogging.