April 28 = Moving Day!

Uncle Matty (who Liam now refers to as Uncle Monkey), came in last night to help us move.  We got to work early this morning!  Liam went to school- Malia and I helped move little stuff downstairs while Zachary and Matthew worked on the furniture.  I say Malia helped but that is a lie.  She had a different plan:

We walked to pick up Liam from the bus stop for the last time... no more bus after today.  I couldn't find a pair of shoes for her so she had to wear a pair of Liam's shoes.

First nap in the new house:

December 8 = Yearbook Day

First here's a picture of Malia in her comfy state:

And here's a picture of us in the Naval Academy yearbook- they came out today... this is from last Halloween when we went trick-or-treating in Bancroft Hall.

April 13 = New Dress Day

Before having a girl, I was a little bit nervous because I don't like dresses, makeup, girly things.  This is more like my style:

Liam and I get each other.  But little Miss Malia voluntarily wore a dress today.  She picked it out herself.  Grandma and Pops got it for her a while ago for the summer but she decided to give it an early debut.

March 13 = Second without Daddy Day

I'll start with a Facebook meme that is especially appropriate since I'm husbandless for the week:

...and I'll end with a picture of Malia sitting on a beanbag chair on a trampoline because, why not?

January 19 = Comfy Day

I finally made it to a yoga class today- I'm pretty sure this is the first time of the new year- shameful.  I went straight from my class to find Zachary lifting weights and asked him, "Why don't I do yoga every day?"  It is so very good for me.  It gives me 60 - 75 minutes where I have no responsibility.  I love these teachers- every class starts with the setting of an intention.  Mine is almost always one of two things- "move with your breath" or "be easy on yourself."  Even if you're super flexible and super strong, yoga can still be really challenging because you are supposed to breathe the whole time.  That sounds obvious and easy but it's tempting to hold your breath during a difficult pose and it's easy to get distracted with thoughts of schedules and to do lists and forget to breathe.  So if I'm feeling distracted, my intention is to move with my breath.  The instructors are great in that they lead you but you are always invited to listen to your body.  So if they say to move on to the next pose but I'm not ready, I can take my time.  But on a day like today, when I haven't practiced- that's what yogis call doing yoga because you can always stretch further or breathe deeper- in a long time, my intention was to be easy on myself.  Not to get frustrated if I couldn't hold the pose as long as everyone else and to take child's pose if I needed to.  It's interesting that when I set my intention to be easy on myself, my body usually responds by letting me do exactly what the instructor asks.  I'm lucky that I've done a lot of yoga in the past and I'm pretty knowledgeable about modifications I can do so that each pose works for me but I didn't really have to do that today.  It was a really good class and I left feeling calmer and empowered.  So again- why don't I do this every day?!

Anyway, on an unrelated note- Malia has started pulling covers up and enjoying the comfort of a good blanket.  More power to you girl!

December 19 = Nap on the Floor Day

Liam is on the go all the time.  Yes.  All toddlers like to move and are very often on the go.  However.  Liam.  Does.  Not.  Sit.  Still.  Ever.  Except for today.  He didn't get a nap in the middle of the day so he passed out around 6:30.  I tried to wake him up to move him to his crib but he did not appreciate it and went back to sleep.  He stayed here for about an hour and a half.

Then he moved his feet, just like he does in his crib every night, to get more comfortable.

 
 Then he woke up and realized the floor wasn't the most comfortable place in the room to be.

In the meantime, Malia decided to, instead of resting, work on sitting up in her rock 'n' play.  She's growing up so fast!