Wigglemaniacs

What makes a 2-year-old dance, sing, jump, scream, clap, and nearly get into a fight with a person twice her age? Why, a Wiggly Concert, of course!

Ok, not a fight, per se, but I've never seen a 4 and 2 year old stare each other down like tigers about to pounce. By about 3/4 through the concert, this 4 y-o girl sitting in front of Lizzie had had just about enough of her antics (see first sentence) and finally turned around and just stared Lizzie down with the dirtiest look I've ever seen on a preschooler's face. It made me think, "Whoah, What's she get at home?"

Lizzie, unmitigated by this, just stared back. Amongst the din of Wiggly Fever I was armed and ready for the pin to drop and was about to swoop in to rescue my child from a 4 y-o mauling. I wondered...hmmm... could E fend for herself? I wasn't about to find out, but it was an interesting thought nonetheless.

But the moment passed, and the little blonde tiger in front of us ended up switching seats with her mommie---hahahahahahaha---threatened by a 2 y-o! That's my Lizzie--see, she CAN fend for herself! I thought. Better yet, Lizzie still wanted to "play" with the little girl and moved down the aisle to be closer to her. The poor little 4 y-o looked very distressed indeed by this prospect and dirty looks ensued. I felt bad for her and eventually told her, "don't worry" to which she finally looked a bit relieved, not to mention concerned that an adult witnessed all of her threatening looks. poor lil' thing! Go to a Wiggles concert and you get stuck sitting in front of a crazy 2 year-old Wigglemaniac! What's next?!!

I'll have to post later on the birthday antics, I mean party. Suffice to say it was a success and much cake was both eaten and worn. Success indeed!

New Wiggly Eve

Ok, just a quick post because I have a ton to do and not a whole lotta nap time to work with.

First off, I can't believe that Elizabeth's birthday is tomorrow!!! It blows my mind that 2 short/long years ago I was big with child and doing everything I could do to get her to come out. (she was 10 days late.) 2 years ago today I helped my husband remove some old pavers on our side yard, complete with pick-axe (or something like that). I had no idea just how much my life was about to change.

Tonight for an early birthday present we are taking Lizzie to see the Wiggles! and of course her most favorite pirate, Captain Feathersword. I can't wait to see how she acts and whether or not the whole experience will translate for her. You know, that those people on stage are one and the same as the ones on tv. I think she will. She absolutely adores them and watches them just about everyday, so I would be pretty shocked if she didn't "get it."

I've got my camera all charged up and, lemme tell ya, if any security guard tries to take it or claim that it's not allowed I just may have to put up my dukes. I mean come on, I'm not toting a camera to take pictures of the wiggles--I have a 2 year old who goes cuckoo. YOU do the math, bub. You're not taking my camera.

Psheww. Now that that's off my chest.... I am insanely manic with party planning. I've got 5 million things that I would like to do, and yet only about 5 days left to do them. Now I'm doing the math...and it's sad math indeed.

Oh, and remember how I said that our bathroom will have the toilet and sink?
BAH HA HA HAAA!

What, you think we could just do a mini-renovation in two short weeks? Silly mortals. I didn't have this blog back when we re-did the kitchen...Suffice to say that we started with just sanding the cabinets and ended up with no kitchen for over a year! We ripped it down to the studs, I tell you! Are you familiar with the "may as well"s? We got to know them pretty well a couple of years ago. But it was all well worth it. Now that I have it back, of course.

Ok, I said this would be short and here I am yammering on. I got stuff to do, so I'll bid you adieu and let you know how the Wiggles went. should be fun.

P.S. I hope I like the new Wiggle, Sam. I don't think Elizabeth will notice. But I'm sure *I* will. I hate to admit that I even have a favorite, but it's definitely Greg.

spring fever

spring fever is taking on new meaning here at the lizzylot household. we've all gone mad with cleaning, remodeling, and gardening.

Lizzy's party is next Saturday the 17th, so last weekend we decided to tear out our guest bathroom floor and shower. Makes perfect sense, doesn't it?? Nothing like a 2-week deadline to fire up the pressure.

The toilet and sink still work, so even if we don't get it all done it will at least be a "work in progress." IMO that's much better than the "aren't you going to ever redo this bathroom?" state. We had the floor partially removed to put in a new door last year, so it's been pretty unsightly for a while. My MIL says that just looking like you're working on it is better than it just being ugly. Not her words exactly (she's much more polite), but I do agree with the sentiment.

Aside from the bathroom, we've been rethinking our landscape as well. We recently lost two major backyard trees due to some kind of fungus. And termites. gotta love both of those! So now we've got a big hole to fill--and plenty of big dreams to do the job! In the meantime I've planted lots of bulbs and a few plants here and there. sigh...if only there were more time.

Today Lizzy won't take a nap. She's all off with our lunch visit to see daddy. it's 4pm and she's here at my side lining up these mini rubber ducks she got for her birthday party. (ok, i'm floored by the irony--despite my ramblings here, she's got all her ducks in a row--ha)

What a doll she is. Even when she's tired and excited beyond belief, she charms my socks off.

Better end and tend...