Moxie’s teacher takes pictures everyday. It is wonderful. Here are a few from the last couple of weeks. 
Moxie’s book club. 
Out for a ride. 
Ice and letters. 
Dancing for the lunar new year. 
Let’s get serious. 
They have music class every two weeks. I think this is where she gets her ballerina moves. 

Well, it happened. It finally happened. Moxie puked her brains out. A lot. We’d made it 2.5 years without a stomach bug in our little Rocket but our number got drawn and it has hit us like a ton of bricks. Best news? Keen caught it too!  An 8 week old baby with dry heaves is pretty heartbreaking. We are comforted by the fact that neither of them will remember this. 

Moxie has been home all week. Wednesday and Thursday we had strider home in part due to the epic snowfall in the DC area and in part because my hair was starting to fall out. I’d like to say the week has looked mostly like this: 
And this:
But honestly it has looked more like this:
And this:
But there were some of these sweet snuggles: 

And last night we let her put sprinkles in snow 

But I’ll be honest PBS kids might not have an episode of anything that we haven’t seen 7 times. 
Our kids are alive. Pinterest can suck it and Caillou is a jerk. 

Our preschool hosts dinners at a local restaurant called El Gulfo.  The food is pretty good and they are really nice to kids.  Also: there’s always a performer for the kiddos.  Moxie (seen above) loves to be in the front of the crowd. 

Keen and Grandma watch the other folks.  Keen is terrified.

Mox got her face painted like an elephant.  She now uses toothbrushes, sticks, and food to “paint her eyebrows.”  This is where she got it from.