But at this point I'm just wasting words when I could be sharing pictures. Not that many this week, so I'll get right to it.
I love the little outfits that our girls wear. And there is something especially adorable about the prototypical jean overalls. It is something every little kids wears at some time or another. But the weather was also hotter this week, so Grace had to rock the overalls sans onesie or undershirt if you will. But all I could keep thinking was how she would fit right in to Dexy's Midnight Runners' "Come On Eileen" video. Needless to say whenever Ana or Grace are sporting the jean overalls and nothing else look, I just can't help myself from singing "Too ra loo ra too ra loo rye ay And we'll sing just like our fathers". They don't know the song. Yet.
I'm starting to think Ana may be a bully. She steals toys from Grace. She constantly is grabbing at her sister's ears and nose. She scratches the bejesus out of her constantly. She crawls completely over Grace to take things away from her. This little number is Ana taking away Grace's stuffed giraffe. The worst part is Ana will lose interest with it almost immediately. Usually because Grace just grabbed something else. And of course we encourage it to a degree because we want Ana to move and crawl, but it shouldn't be in spite of her sister. Maybe we need to teach Grace to not be such a push over or a crawl over or whatever.
My wife has now gotten me hooked on Hanging with Friends. It is pretty much the game hangman that you play on your phone. It is better than Words with Friends because you have less of the douchebaggery of people flat out making up words and being dicks like only Scrabble-like games could inspire. This one is just a little more Wheel of Fortune and mindless. Also I frustrate the hell out of my wife since apparently I can guess just about any word she plays.
I'm getting to the point that I'm going to post a picture every time I eat pizza. But this just isn't any pizza, this is an Amici's Combo from Amici's pizza. This my favorite pizza of all time. I went to San Francisco for work this past week, and I pretty much had to stop at eat at Amici's for lunch. I at least didn't blow off work completely and go to the Giants' afternoon game that day. I also made sure to send this picture to Erin just to kind of rub it in that she wasn't having it. I'm already aware that I'm an asshole, so you don't need to point that out.
This is my wife's version of being an asshole. Add this to my "I hate that I have to be at work an miss situations like this" collection. She sends me this pictures all the time which simultaneously make my day and make me hate that it isn't with them. I mean seriously. I love them.
I love them in spite of the schedule Grace has decided on for the weekends. This picture was taken at approximately 6am on a Saturday. There is no need for that. What makes it worse is that Grace was already up since a quarter to 5. So unnecessary. What makes it especially unfair is how cute these girls are when they first get up and see you in the morning. Big smiles on their faces. I've yet to determine if there are smiling because they are happy to see me or if they are just mischevious.
My wife is funny. She names random animals. For example this little guy is Frank the Frog. He was hanging out on our screen door just looking for some bugs to chomp on. One of the cool things about backing up to a greenbelt is that we always end up with little frogs and birds in our back yard. What isn't cool is how noisy this little animals that my wife gives names to can be.
I got my eyes checked in the first time since I was in high school. I have the VSP coverage that I never use and basically have so that Erin can get glasses more often, so why not pop in and get them checked out? I also had been having problems with headaches after long days at work, and that is usually a sure sign of eye strain. Turns out I'm slightly far-sighted and could use glasses for reading and using while on the computer. Erin unfortunately doesn't like my choice in frames. She wanted me to go with something "more chunky" or with the plastic frames. I'm not about to try to look like Ryan from The Office or every other hipster. I just wanted something that wasn't overbearing and made me know I was wearing glasses. Apparently I have to take my wife next time I pick out frames. Just another of the many joys of marriage.
That's all for this week. Head to Kim's blog to see the week that was for others. You'll see me next week.