12.13.2011

mondays are home days



We usually try to stay home on Mondays.  Sundays are crazy and poor Lucy gets cheated on her naps, so I like to give her a chance to regroup and sleep when she needs to.  Elijah appreciates the chance to take the car at the beginning of the week so he can take all of the stuff he needs for the next 4 days of riding his bike.  (I love my husband and his willingness to let us have the car most days.  Even on icy days.  He is awesome.  Or awe-sim, as Aida likes to say.)

Anyways, all that to say that the big girls know that Mondays are Home Days.  They also know that Home Days mean they get to pick out their own clothes.  These have been their outfits of choice for the past few weeks.

Aida claims she is a raspberry; Sophie is a purple grape.
(To reconcile the fact that her shirt is a different shade than her pants, Sophie claims that she is a purple grape whose top is rotten.  "Of course," I told her.)

 By the time we finished this painting project, though, Aida was more of a blueberry.