That's not true, I know exactly why people don't believe me.
I look 15 (16 at best). And then I go and put my hair in braids and don't wear make-up. Hello middle school, here I come. Actually most middle schoolers these days wear make-up and have better hairstyles.
The point I'm trying to make is, ZOE IS MY KID. At least twice in the last month I've had people look right at me and go "Whose kid is this?". And when I say mine, they laugh and say, "No, seriously."
If I keep getting this, I'm going to start screwing with people. It would probably be easier.
Okay, now that I got that off my chest, I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter.
Our Easter consisted of three meals, spread over three days. Got to see lots of family, and Zoe had all of the attention and snuggles. And she had multiple outfits for every occasion of course.
Zoe has been a bit of a rink rat lately. Followed me to a competition in Lethbridge to cheer on all the competitors. And not even a week later, came with me to a test day as moral support for the skaters. Nothing makes you feel as good as a Zoe snuggle. Competition went over pretty well, a good number of the skaters brought home medals, and a personal best for lots of the athletes.
I'm in the middle of short break before spring season starts, and it has been quite nice. I've even had days where I don't have to leave the house, and I've thoroughly enjoyed them.
Jason did a happy dance the other day. Zoe's babbles are now including "dada's", and she looked right at him and said just that. I'm not convinced she knows what it means... but she does enjoy the reaction she gets out of him when it happens.
The wee one is getting close to being mobile. She assumes the position to scoot, but then lunges forward and falls, getting stuck on her stomach. She'll get her arms moving from there to try and pull herself forward, but her legs stay stuck in the air.
She cut her first tooth just over a week ago. And I'm sure there is another one on the way shortly, because the amount of drool is insane. You'd swear I sat her in a puddle some days, but it's one she creates herself.
That's about all the news I have for now.