Beignets...

I have a great husband. Lots of weekends he wakes up, turns off the baby monitor, keeps the girls busy, and I wake up, 45 minutes later, to the smell of breakfast... just about done. Today was one of those lucky days, and Rob really outdid himself on the breakfast! He made-- yes made-- beignets! Apparently a friend of his brought back a mix from a recent trip to New Orleans and viola... breakfast in the Wahl household! Every pregnant girls dream... waking up to fresh made doughnuts in her own home!

Now, please remember... my child is a Wahl... that does mean that sugar literally runs through her veins. The series of pictures you will see below depicts her experience with the beingets this morning...

And finally....

Yes, that's hair in the face-- covered in sugar-- and wanting more! Oh my... did we create a monster. BECAUSE, as all moms know, every good sugar high is followed by an inevitable crash. A morning of melting down, throwing herself upon the floor, and wailing-- well, only if someone is looking, because why waste the energy on all that fake crying if no one is paying attention-- right?

Anyway, we're midway through the second nap of the day now, and we've all had lots of water to try to wash some of the sugar out of our blood, but it really was a good morning. At one point Rob did say to me... what are we going to do when there is one more running around with these two? I guess we'll just have to make more beignets...

Until next time, here are a few pictures of what's been going on...

"Feeding" (chasing) the ducks at Land Park. Doesn't she know that those ducks are ruthless?? They will take a finger off of a small child if they think there is bread in that hand... and she has no fear.

Blowing bubbles with Uncle Matt on Easter. She was pretty convinced that she could do it by herself... but then would get frustrated when all that sucking in didn't produce any bubbles. Luckily for everyone, Uncle Matt is very patient!!

We've been spending lots of hours "ousside" playing since it's been so very nice out. Averie has gotten good at throwing the ball for Pippa... and then retrieving it herself, since she's managed to find the one ball that Pippa has no interest in whatsoever.