I did more stuff this week than I’ve done in ages. I might die. Luckily (hahahahahahahaha NO NOT LUCKILY) we’re supposed to have a snowstorm this week so we’ll probably get a weather-related vacation in the middle of the week. I would rather we have gorgeous, amazing weather and I just take a day off to lie on the couch and let my hips recover, but it looks like instead we’ll be trapped in an eternal winter. I blame Frozen.

Sunday:

This is all we did Sunday. Alllllll day.

Monday:

REALLY EXCITED ABOUT SOMETHING

Yo ho let’s go

Father-son computer game bonding. Or something.

Tuesday:

Solo shopping with a coffee is like vacation.

Now they can stop asking when it will come!!

Hello baby face

Wednesday:

The last patch of snow (until #$%&*@# Tuesday)

Caroline is wearing a bathing suit, I don’t let her go out without pants on a regular basis.

Where did Evan go????

Thursday:

It’s spring, time for butterflies! (says Caroline)

I made the closet a fort, which means I’m her hero

Dr. Seuss & jammies night at Evan’s school

Friday:

If he REALLY minded, he would just move

360 freeze frame camera fun

Evan’s favorite part of the science center

Saturday:

Newborn session!

Watching Frozen extras and editing photos. My Saturdays are EXCITING.

I am going to actually write works and things on my blog this week. Stay tuned for much excitement.

It appears these are the only posts I have in me right now. It’s a weird combination of being too busy and not at all busy. I spend a lot of time on my computer doing other things (photo editing, writing Glee recaps or trashy gossip stories for my new gigs, Facebook chatting, refreshing Facebook to make sure I haven’t missed any good Buzzfeed quizes) but none of that is interesting enough to blog about.

I’m also deep in pirate party planning mode for Evan’s birthday. I remember thinking I was a crazy person when I started planning his first birthday party (Circus party! Still one of my favorites) in January, but I think starting in March is even more crazy. So much to do in so little time!

Sunday:

It was so much easier to say “No, I’ll just have a salad” before they put a Five Guys in my town.

BEST KIND. Anyone who disagrees is just wrong.

Can I get 3 million shares on my blog post for taking this? No?

Monday:

Cute from the back…

…cute from the front.

Editing isn’t so bad when this is the baby you stare at for hours.

Tuesday:

Refusing to go to school until they see Idina & The Roots sing Let It Go

Basically heaven for a 3 year old

Yo ho let’s go!

Wednesday:

Somehow climbing in the snow is STILL fun for them

I am extremely jealous of their swim classes

I was conned into buying toddler Elsa because Caroline now recognizes “Sale” signs at Target

Thursday:

Why 3 year olds should not use mascara

Jaunty!

It’s crazy hair day every day in our house

Friday:

More pirates! it’s an invasion!

A rare look at the room I was attempting to “take back” from the children. It’s not going so well.

He insists on “swimming” in the bath now.

Saturday:

The friendliest koi fish ever

Tiny hipster children play cornhole at a brewery in an old mill. I can’t even.

That’s the cupcake happy dance

I am the only parent in the world who doesn’t actually hate springing forward. We don’t have anywhere to be until this afternoon, which means I got to sleep in even if the kids got up to play. Plus they’ve both been falling asleep on the couch at 6 pm, so I don’t think bedtime will be too hard. Basically, I am the worst.

I am sure I will pay for it later this week when they get up at 5:30 and paint my dining room table (again).

Right now I am sort of propped up sideways on the couch with an ice pack on my head and a hot pack under my left hip, because I am a) pregnant and b) a million years old. I had an amazing newborn session this morning but newborn sessions are basically like an extended workout – squat down, lean over, sit, stand up, reach out, lean the other way, etc etc etc – and most of my recent workouts have ended when I leaned over far enough to reach the remote. I have not been an active pregnant lady this time and I already regret it.

Sunday:

Princess dress #1

Princess Dress #2 (and possibly the sign of the Illuminati???)

Princess Dress/Jammies #3 (COVERED IN PAINT STAINS I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT)

Monday:

Pop Tart Face (sign of a parent dealing with more than they can handle)

Typical trip to the grocery store

Dressed appropriately for my ultrasound

Tuesday:

Mark it on the calendar: this week is officially The Week Caroline Discovered Hairstyles

A visit to the maternity ward for someone who wasn’t me

I miiiiight have a slight problem with blankets/props/wraps for newborns

Wednesday:

Even her “baby suit” is princess themed. DEDICATION.

The Day Evan Learned To Swim (and also balance on a foam duck)

The Day The Kids Learned You Can Get Icees Somewhere Other Than Target

Thursday:

It was crazy hair day at school, This was as crazy as he wanted to get.

So many animal friends

Bruno Mars was kind of terrifying on Sesame Street

Friday:

Best friends

Puppet show

Cuddle time

Saturday:

Ballet for Caroline, iPad for Evan

Totally unimpressed with these “flowers”

Actual, real hair cut. He looks 12 now.

After mainlining the whole first season of The Americans, I’m pretty convinced that everyone I know is secretly a spy. But luckily my only secret is how many boxes of Girl Scout cookies I’ve eaten today. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll totally kill anyone who reveals that number, but I don’t think it’s going to undermine national security.

I can’t believe it’s March.

Snow, snow, snow, snow! It won’t be long til we will all be there with….GODDAMN IT MORE SNOW. Like I said before, it wasn’t a horrible week but by Friday I was d o n e.  From tomorrow until the end of February my calendar has something on it almost every day (including kindergarten registration for Evan (!!) and preschool registration for Caroline (!!!!)). I’m actually excited about it, since I am no longer so exhausted I can’t function part 2 pm.

Sunday:

My child is very attractive

Festive leggings for Superbowl Sunday

Saaaaaaaad football game

Monday:

No school. Shocking.

They are giving him warm hugs

Caroline loves being covered in snow because she is a weirdo

Tuesday:

Sparkly

It was like, 35 degrees, so he didn’t want to wear his coat.

Cheese vultures hang around the deli counter until the workers give them cheese

Wednesday:

She asks me to take this picture at least once a day

The giant couch is still the best purchase ever

Editing some of my favorite photos EVER

Thursday:

Walking out my front door is RISKING YOUR LIFE

Toes

Caroline is obsessed with that stupid narwhal book

Friday:

Breakfast icicle

NOT COOL BABY. I’m only 17 weeks.

Mess.

Saturday:

So excited for ballet

More dog hugs

We watched a couple hours of men’s figure skating today and by the end both kids and injured themselves trying to do triple axles in the family room. I think I’m going to have to sign them up for the lessons I’ve been promising for weeks. Not that I DON’T want them to both become famous Olympic figure skaters so I can be the mom in those P&G commercials that make me cry every time, but ice rinks are cold. I was hoping for swimming. Or beach volleyball.

It’s Superbowl Sunday! Wait, am I allowed to say the word “superbowl”? Or do I have to do the dancing around all the TV commercials do? Big game! Football day! Nationally eating stuff event! I do plan to eat all the stuff, although I’m lucky enough to be attending a party where someone else is doing all the cooking.

Sunday:

One in a set of about fifty

Watching Star Wars, obvs

They are sitting like that because that is how one sits when singing “Do You Want To Build A Snowman”.

Monday:

Dinosaur attack!

More dinosaurs at her 3 year well-baby

No idea what wore this kid out but he CRASHED

Tuesday:

It was 4 degrees but they insist on waiting outside for the bus

Fashionista

Their first trip to DQ

Wednesday:

Very cold twins

Patiently waiting to get in the pool

Visiting our lobster friends

Thursday:

She was happy (if cold) at 8:30 am

But when I picked her up at 11:30 she was HYSTERICAL and said her ear hurt. Poor baby was right and wins the award for the first Davis child to get an ear infection. She was back to normal after 24 hours of meds and luckily loves the taste of amoxicillin.

Attempt #2 at McDonald’s biscuits was failure #2

Friday:

She has an active imagination

Ugh. Even worse, I have to do federal taxes next.

Cuddles

Saturday:

Morning ballet…

…afternoon sing-a-long…

…evening bread hugging. Weirdos.

I am behind on literally everything I’m supposed to be doing right now, but I have high hopes I’ll be able to catch up this week. I also have some exciting weekend plans involving seeing some of my very favorite people in the world. Just keep your fingers crossed we don’t get a snowstorm late in the week that keeps me trapped at home and moping instead of once again eating all the things.