Bodiddly

Today, instead of doing the dishes, I chatted with my amazing neighbor and friend, Sara.

Instead of folding the laundry, I went for a really, really, really long walk with my second born.

Instead of searching for yet, another daycare center to tour, I sat in my chair and put my feet up.

Instead of eating an apple, I ate lots and lots and lots of cookies. 

Okay, I do that anyway, but what I'm trying to say is today … today was a good day.

The sky was blue, nary a cloud in the sky. The sun was warm, the humidity was low. And even though there was (and always is) a gagillion things I should do, I did absolutely nothing. I accomplished squat, zero, zilch. Bodiddly. It was fantastic. The only thing that could have made it better was if one of my books on reserve at the library had come in. I need a new read dammit!

Now enjoy this completely random picture I took months ago. The juxtaposition of Daddy's hand to Maci's is simply endearing. Since apparently I'm such a softy these days… 

Mae Mo

Two years ago today, at 7:49am, into the world came the great Maci Mae Mo. Ever since, Team DeBoer's lives have never been the same. And we can't imagine it any other way.

Miss Maci is shy at first (like Mama) but quick to entertain once she's comfortable (like Daddy). She has the most beautiful, anime-esque blue eyes (like Daddy) and the greatest gappy smile (like Mama). She has turned into quite the little fish (like Mama) and never turns down a chance at a thrill ride (like Daddy). All comparisons aside, Maci Mae is one of a kind. She is the smartest little shit, rattling off her ABCs, every color of the rainbow, counting to 10, naming all parts of her anatomy (and I mean ALL parts) and identifying every vehicle you'll see on the streets of the cities. Also, and I'm not exaggerating, she has the vision of a seasoned sniper. She will see a plane, train or bird at 500 yards and point it out to you. She loves animals, bubbles, "tootats" and pizza and hates garbage trucks, vegetables, insect bites and dirt. We don't know when our first born turned into the toting toddler she is, but it's exciting, albeit educational, to see her personality explode!

Happy 2nd Birthday Maci Mae DeBoer! May this year be your best yet and may that hair continue to get bigger and better!

Now please enjoy the following photos whilst I go weep…

Matilda Jane model.

Sledding (snow optional).

(No caption needed.)

Peek…

The only "ride" you'll get Mama on: a small slide.

Driving Miss Mae Mo.

The (fake) pout.

Good locks must run in the family.

Foreshadowing.

Saving some crackers for later…

Two peas in a pod.

Again with the crackers?!

Miss stoic, HA!

Incoming!

Watch out Mr. Phelps!

Umm, yeah … we'll talk about this when you're older.

Air DeBoer!

I spy…

Zee hair, el naturale.

My Maci

Baby Ivy

Baby Ivy, as Mae Mo likes to refer to her, is pushing six weeks old so it's high time I bombard the blogging world with a little o'photo montage. Before that though, you need to know the following:

Ivy is a cool, calm and collected customer until she gets hungry, at which point, she then turns into a pterodactyl. (Side note: Did you know pterodactyl started with a P?!)

She always, always burps twice after nursing and has therefore earned the nickname "two-burps-McGee" from her Mama.

Between the hours of 5-8am, she can be found beside our bed in her bassinet, grunting. To that end, she is the gassiest baby I have ever met and her plumbing is top notch.

She is the perfect addition to our family. To quote the cliché, it's like she's always been here. She just … fits.

She has a sister that luh-uves to kiss and hug (and pull and prod) her and is quite the eager beaver when it comes to helping take care of her. I completely expect them to be BFFs in the near future, you know, as long as Maci doesn't squish her before then.

Finally, we lovingly refer to her as a big pig. Her stats will explain why and for fun, I've included her "big" sisters for comparison. Ha!

Maci Newborn
Weight: 6# (10%)
Height: 19.5" (50%)
Head: 13.25" (25%)

Ivy Newborn
Weight: 8#8oz (90%)
Height: 21.5" (>98%)
Head: 14.25" (96%)

Maci 1-Month
Weight: 9#1oz (50%)
Height: 21" (50%)
Head: 14.5" (50%)

Ivy 1-Month
Weight: 10#12oz (90%)
Height: 22" (90%)
Head: 15.25" (93%)

And now, without further adieu, zee photo montage.

Sleeping Beauty

Post-Bath Numero Uno

Story Time

Touchdown Gophers!

Sleeping Banana

"Oooooohhhhh buddy!"

A day in the park.

This is what happens when Dad doesn't comb her hair after a bath:

Bed Head

Schnoozing … again.

Tummy Time

Single-fistin' it.

Big Chipotle Carnitas Burrito

Zoom View

Hello Gorgeous

Aerial View

Booty View

We took the girls (SO weird to say that) to Minnehaha Falls a couple weekends ago and after hoofing it down the hundreds of stairs to the bottom of the falls, Maci, on her own accord, walked right over to Ivy's seat, pointed and said, "Look Ivy, waterfall!" (And then my heart melted.)

Waterfall Watching

First 4th of July parade … clearly entertained.

Last weekend Daddy took Maci for a 5K run around Como. To show support, Ivy and I hung out lake-side. We read, we talked, we chillaxed.

Said Chillaxing

The weekend the power went out, we spent a LOT of time in the car traveling to this place and that, this restaurant and that restaurant. It was a loooooong, tiresome time but it wasn't without it's moments of peace … and quiet.

Car Cat Nappin'