Blurry Picture Day

We met some friends near Zurich Stadelhofen to have coffee. We were a little early and our friends were a little late so the girl and I spent about an hour taking blurry pictures. It was near dusk and the flash was off so either we jumped up and down or moved the object quickly to create different images. It was a ton of fun and I think we learned a little about photography. Here are some of our pics.

The S18 at Stadelhofen.

My own, personal perpetual motion machine.

The big gray thing on the right is the fountain outside Stadelhofen bahnhof. The girl took this last one in a burst of inspiration.

The Thing About Making Cookies at Midnight

At 10:44, my friend Amy sent me a link to this recipe of homemade Oreos. I quickly scanned the ingredient list and realized I didn't have what it takes to make the Oreos tonight and, like any good Swiss store, the grocery stores were all closed. But I had to have cookies or rather cookie dough - tonight. Fortunately I did have everything I needed to make oatmeal peanut butter cookies so I threw those together and added some cocoa powder for good measure. I will see tomorrow how they bake up.

The bonus will be in the morning when my big girl wakes up, sees the mess in the kitchen and asks if I made cookies last night to make her happy. I will say yes and she will be. <3

Today was a tough one. The newbie started crying and the big girl started sympathy crying so I started rethinking my unofficial "no hard alcohol in the house" policy. Then the baby fell asleep and I decided to pee which obviously meant the big girl had to get frustrated with building her marble run and she screamed - waking the baby.

The buzzer rang - it was the big girl's friend asking if she could come out and play. Well, she might be a big girl in her mind but she isn't yet 5 so I told her to stay by the playground. I went to the window to check on her and I saw her running back to the apartment crying. Her friend took off, probably expecting her to follow but I told her to stay at the playground. Props to my girl - she didn't follow. I made hot cocoa and commisserated but not before her wailing woke... that's right. The baby. *sigh*

The big girl is asleep and the baby has been handed off to daddy so I am drinking a glass of wine. Tomorrow will be better. 

Daddy is Gone!

We dropped Daddy at the airport this afternoon for 2 whole weeks in Chicago. Lucky Daddy. The girl told me all afternoon that she misses Daddy and he misses her but not me. lol Funny girl. She also said that when it was nighttime she wanted Daddy to come home and sleep in the other bed.

The husband has been sleeping on the sofa bed for the last couple of weeks since I hurt my back. It turns out 3 people, including one toddler who rotates at night, is too much for a queen size bed. We will be getting a bigger bed but we needed life to calm down a little first. Now that there are only 2 people in the little bed, my back is all better. Think it has something to do with the postage-stamp size allotment of bed that had my name on it.

Don't even suggest moving the girl to her own bed. She has one but the one time she slept apart from me, she woke up screaming bloody murder. My heart can't take it.