Fun weekend . . . but no baby.

So I tried to sleep as much as possible this weekend for no other reason than I can barely function. I'm tired, crabby, cranky, snarky . . .you name a negative attitude and that's me.

I'm just ready to be able to move around again.

Alaina wants me to dance with her.
I can't.

Alaina wants me to play in the sandbox.
I can't.

Jeff would like to see the counters and floors in our house again.
I can't get around enough to clean up my growing piles.

And I have to have Jeff carry the laundry baskets up and down the stairs for me to do laundry because . . .
I can't.

So to distract my family from me being pretty much a decoration around the house, I brought home food from the farmer's market on Saturday, Alaina and I made princess hats (I didn't bring the right camera to download the pics), and made little pink cookies.

Jeff pronounce the pink cookies horrible, but what do you expect from a kid's recipe book? They were just powdered sugar, flour, vanilla and a little milk with food coloring.

Alaina thought they were wonderful so I declared them a success.

And I'm not the kind of person to post videos, but Alaina has started singing all kinds of songs.

One is the bumblebee song . . .which I thought they would never teach the kids at daycare because in the version I learned, you barf up the bumblebee, but they modified it to 'coughing up.'

And the cutest new song it the Tiny Tim Turtle song. Alaina has such good diction, Jeff and I were able to catch all the words by the third time she sang it.

I found a little turtle
His name is tiny Tim.
I put him in the bathtub
To see if he could swim
He drank up all the water
he at up all my soap
And now he sick in bed
with bubbles in his throat.

(Accompanied by adorable actions and a cute voice.)

I think its time to get out my Philadelphia Chickens cd to start her on broadway style tunes.