This and that

Amaya is now officially in a big girl, toddler bed. The transition was a piece of cake. And not just any old slice, but a big hunk of chocolate cake smothered with butter cream frosting. She shed not a single tear over the dismantling of the crib.  At the time, I figured her composure was a show for her brother as she certainly wouldn't want to let him see her cry. Don't they look so sweet here? Of course 2 seconds later they were back to their normal brawling selves, but for at least this brief moment they gave the impression of loving each other.

That evening, I was prepared to fight the battle with her. But the little turkey went about her evening routine and then went right to sleep in her new bed. No whimpers. No cries. Just sleep. It was a miracle.

Another miracle? WVU beating Kentucky to earn a spot in the Final Four.


I tried to convince Andy to take me to Indianapolis to watch the game, but he gave me the look. You know the one. The "Mellon you've completely lost your mind" look.  Party pooper.

Sunday we had Passover Seder at the Nana's. I of course ate my weight in Matzah brittle. I tried to pre-burn some of those calories by reading The Matzah Man to the little ones prior to inhaling the dessert. I imagine that moving my mouth and containing squirmy little children burns just as many calories as an hour of Body Combat, right? This was perhaps the only minute that these three little gremlins were still. That 60 seconds went really fast--almost as fast as the brittle.

You know what else goes fast? Race cars. Here's a mock up of the helmet that Brian Scott will wear when he drives the BigSpot #11 car in Phoenix this April. I think it's very futuristic looking, don't you? When it's done serving its original purpose, I plan to let Chase use it as a bicycle helmet. Surely if it can keep a race car driver's noggin safe in a car going 140 miles an hour, it can protect my little dumpling's noodle on a tricycle. Right? (Before I get a thousand emails advising me of the hazards of using a too large helmet, please note that I am kidding. Mostly.)

Oh, and here's the car. Not nearly as exciting as the helmet in my opinion. (Kidding again. Sort of)