My Funny Valentines'

We traveled to PHX for a family reunion. A reunion of a family name that is the name of Miss F. She felt pretty special (though when the whole group cheered when she was introduced she was a bit startled). We enjoyed our stay at the Arizona Grand Resort and Miss F was able to swim, ride the waves in the wave pool and humored me by taking a ride on the lazy river (which, when you have to hold your child up in the tube so they don't fall out, isn't all that lazy). I enjoyed seeing mountains. Mr. B enjoyed working (not really, but he did work a lot while we were there---three cheers for technology allowing us to work when we're on vacation--not). McButter enjoyed the food.

We were in PHX for Valentine's Day so we celebrated on Friday and Miss F and I made chocolate dipped strawberries. So easy and so ugly as neither of us is very talented as chocolatiers, I guess. So, we made an F for presentation but who cares? They were gone in 60 seconds and tasted really good.

McButter continues to live up to her nickname (not the McButter one, the other one---"The Duchess of Destruction"). She rips the tray off her booster, flings it across the room and proceeds to swipe every magnet at her eye-level (and some above and below) from the 'fridge and scatters them as far away as the bathroom on the other side of the house.

Miss F is well on her way to leaving us when she turns 18. She can now unlock doors, open doors, open car doors, climb into the car and buckle herself in. If she could figure out the keys in the ignition, she'd be off on an adventure rocking out to the Jonas Brothers and chewing bubblegum. Really, if I have a teenager NOW, does this mean I won't have one THEN. That I'll have a sweet, loving 4 year old in a 15 year old body? A Mom can dream, can't she?

Mr. B works. I sell (0r attempt and should go over and blog about it on my work blog, huh?). The house is a disaster. The laundry is dirty. The dog needs a walkin'. Fish don't fry in the kitchen. Beans don't burn on the grill. Just another average, ordinary week in the B Family.