Aiee! Today I moved bookcases, assembled a rocketship, and wrote a petition for review for the Oregon Supreme Court. I feel like freakin' superwoman (although I still will be working on this brief tomorrow morning, it is mostly done). Since I don't know what tomorrow will bring, and I still have some energy left, I thought I'd post a bit early.
The rocket looks pretty cool. I got it ages ago and Peach and I have colored bits and pieces of it here and there. Today I needed to keep her busy so I could write while Matthew fixed his Linux box (where she watches her movies), so we put it together. She christened it her house and immediately climbed and closed the door (then peeked out the portholes and laughed and laughed).
Amazingly, I can fit inside, too!
I have become concerned recently about Peach's stuffed animals. I used to have a rule that it was one stuffed animal per species (bears excepted). This lead to some funky animals (we have a seahorse, and a skunk, and a beaver, and an African wild dog, and a weasel). But somewhere along the line, I relaxed my control and this happened:
In my defense, while it is a lot of animals, the vast majority of them are quite small- Beanie Baby sized. And some of them were, ahem, my stuffed animals. But still - must every trip to Ikea result in a plush animal?! Why am I so weak?