Miss Independent

I have written before about the adventures of dressing Anna.

She insists on dressing herself and I mostly don't mind.

Quite proud of her independent spirit, actually.

All the time soothing my nerves with the thought, "I'll just make sure her hair looks nice."

Not necessarily anymore.

What to do?

For the Love!

Brad left for Louisiana this morning so we celebrated Valentines last night.

We ate baked spaghetti (it's red, right?), dipped stuff in chocolate,

and wrote each other valentines.

It was most fun!

Grant made a weapon out of his pretzel stick and strawberries.

So loving.

Parker turns Cupid on us.

Anna's sweet Valentines outfit. (Thanks Aunt Lisa!)

Overheard

Grant: "I LOVE pizza and ranch."

Parker: "If you love it, then why don't you marry it?"

Grant: "Eh, I'll just marry TV."

Heaviest Jacket

Grant: "Mom, I need to wear my heaviest jacket."

Me: "OK."

Grant: "Do you know why I put all those acorns in my pockets?"

Me: "Why?"

Grant: "To make my jacket heavier."

Makes sense.