5 Things

1. Forrest more or less ignores Darcy most of the time, which is fine with me (I know he’s not going to mess with her or try to pick her up or do anything to her when I’m not looking, because he rarely even notices her existence), but every now and then His Highness deigns to notice the poor little thing, taking a precious moment out of his busy schedule of changing his pants 30 times a day and asking me every 5 minutes when we’re going to see the Lego movie that he saw a poster for once and WILL NOT FORGET ABOUT, and she loves getting attention from him. Totally lights up when he looks at and talks to her, which is so adorable and also really sad, because he almost never pays any attention to her. Poor neglected baby. But he did ask to hold her the other day, and I managed to catch the sweetest photo of the two of them. She couldn’t stop smiling up at him, and I think he was pleased to see that she was so adoring. His Grinch heart grew 3 sizes that day.

 

2. I got a gift card to Sephora for Christmas and am 49% excited to spend it, 51% scared to set foot inside the store. I’ve still got the middle school dork mentality of being super intimidated by glamorous girls and I’m worried the employees will laugh at me and I’ll cry and run off and eat my lunch in the library. You know, just like middle school. Anyhoo, I’ve never used fancy makeup before—drugstore cheap stuff is my jam—so what would you recommend I spend my money on, as a Sephora newbie? Please and thank you.

3. Forrest has graduated—if such a lofty term can be used for not actually accomplishing anything except getting older—from nursery at church (which is pure fun . . . nothing but toys, snacks, and songs) to Primary (which is for the very mature 3-12 crowd . . . there is an actual sit-down class involved). His first week in Primary went great, so I smugly thought I had dodged a bullet when he didn’t seem to miss the barrel-o-laughs that is nursery. Just look at the smugness.

And then this past week, he kept mentioning going to nursery. Like, he couldn’t stop talking about nursery, all weekend. We kept reminding him that he is a big boy and goes to Primary now because he’s so grown up, and he kept reminding us that, no, he likes nursery, he’ll just go to nursery instead, thank you very much. So I’ll just leave it at that and let you use your imagination to envision the epic meltdown that ensued on Sunday when we arrived at church and headed towards not the nursery room.

4. Speaking of riotous successes, my unique talent for ruining baked goods’ good looks reared its ugly head in the form of a bundt cake disaster last week, and you just know I tried to smash the broken pieces back on and of course that didn’t work so I was forced to flip the whole stupid thing back over and frost the bottom of it instead of the top. I shock myself sometimes with just how great I am at this whole Susie Homemaker thing.

5. I finished my first book of the year—Attachments by Rainbow Rowell. Not a life-changer by any stretch, but it was sweet and cute and funny, and I really enjoyed it. It’s nice to be off to a good start for the year after realizing there were quite a few ‘meh’ books in 2013’s reading list.

(Some of the pics in this post are from my Instagram . . . feel free to follow me there if you’d like! My username is @maybematilda)