Tag: Marceline

Successful Birthday

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Marceline turned 4 yesterday. Sam said 4 was a big birthday.  Now I don’t remember that being the case, but I’m not one to tone down a birthday unless it’s my own.

We let Marceline pick her meals today. Donuts for breakfast, the morning playing at a library, ate lunch out and got to celebrate her birthday at preschool with her.

Sam made and frosted a cake. Homemade buttercream frosting wasn’t up to her standards, but I thought it tasted and looked fine. Besides we haven’t made buttercream frosting in a long time.

Marceline’s cake was blue with yellow frosting sunflowers and decorated with strawberries and blueberries.

Her big present was a new bicycle with training wheels and lights. It took us about an hour of playing outside to realize that the reason the light strips weren’t bright was because we hadn’t removed the steps of stickers covering the lights.

Shocking how much of a difference that made. But Marceline didn’t seem to care either way.

She feels asleep pretty easily, a sign of a good day for sure.

Doesn’t do the cake justice at all.

Dinner Time

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Some evenings, making dinner.is the longest part of the day. We eat at 4:30 or 5, and despite a typical afternoon snack at 3, they girls act like they are starving to death while I’m cooking

Marceline will.come in and out of the kitchen asking if she can have this or that. “Dad I’m hungry!” is a perpetual refrain. My dad joke of “Hi hungry,” has been getting groans for months. Groans… From a 3 year old!

Dinner Time

Edith on the other hand, will stand in the kitchen pulling on my pants, screaming until food is ready. After a day of running around, cleaning the house and watching the girls it’s pretty much everything I don’t want to happen at that moment.

Which makes cooking dinner exactly the most tiring part of most days.

A collection….

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Just a collection of things Marceline believes should be on the top of her bookcase.

Sam has taken to calling Marceline a little magpie lately. It’s pretty appropriate.

Also just a taste out her amazing wall art.

Icicles

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A short tale about Marceline and icicles.

Marceline and I were shoveling the driveway yesterday so that Sam could get out safely and her evening trip to the store. Despite it only being 24° f outside, we had a blast and stayed outside for quite a bit.

Even though it hasn’t been above freezing in weeks, because the front of our house gets so much sun we’ve had a lot of snow thawing and freezing on a roof lately, and the ice has been clogging our gutters leading to long icicles.

I knocked a few down for marceline. She carried them around the whole time we were outside. Only letting go of them to bend down and pick up snowballs to throw back on the ground just like grampy had taught her two weeks ago.

She refused to leave them outside and brought them inside with her after we had finished shoveling.

I gave her a tupperware container to put them in and she grabbed a spoon and started stirring and said “I’m cooking I’m cooking,” before disappearing into the house with the container.

Several times last night I walked around the house looking for this container afraid I was going to wake up to find a giant wet spot on the ground from melted icicles. I accepted my fate around 10:30pm and went to bed.

To my surprise (and thankfully not horror) Marceline had set it upright on the couch and it stayed that way all night. When Marceline saw it this morning she gave it a few more stirs again claiming to be cooking before we dumped it down the drain.