Happy Valentine's Day

We spent yesterday evening at Disney for a couple of hours, stopping first at the Magic Kingdom, and then heading on to Epcot, which was a little less crowded. While at the Magic Kingdom, we had dinner at Pinnochio's Restaurant, where they make a gluten free pizza for people like me - and for $14. But it was really good. The restaurant itself was surprisingly uncrowded, and we actually scored a table overlooking the people who are embarking on the "It's a Small World Ride". Micah loved to check them all out while he picked at his dinner. Here's Daddy helping him to understand that if he waves, the people in the boats will wave back. When we got to Epcot, Daddy had to entertain Micah while we were waiting for the fireworks to begin. Something that's always entertaining is Daddy's head, which is fun to touch! And then there's the thumb. As long as we have that, we can deal with anything, even fireworks that make scary noises. This last picture has nothing to do with Disney, but is of our newly painted bedroom. The old bedroom was a dark green color, and over the course of the last week, we transformed it into a beautiful yellow sanctuary. I love it! It was also the scene of my Valentine's Day breakfast in bed, prepared by Daddy and Micah. Well, Micah's helpfulness extended to sleeping in a little bit so Daddy could cook, but that was help enough!

A Steeler Update

Our Super Bowl Sunday didn't start off too well. We knew that he had a bad cold, but we didn't know that Micah was developing an ear infection at the time. So he was pretty fussy, and just not happy with anything that we gave him to eat. So here he is protesting in his high chair. Later on, he was a little happier and running around and diving into our arms. I tried to get a Mommy and me picture of the two of us, me in my Steelers yellow and black, and Micah in his actual Steelers shirt. Here's a Daddy and Micah picture - ready for kickoff! Riding his fire truck before the big game. Micah didn't quite get the hang of waving the Terrible Towel, but he did hold it for a while. He went to bed shortly after this but didn't sleep through the night. Apparently he was too excited and could sense (or hear his mother quietly yelling in the other room) the excitement of the game, because he joined us in the middle of the fourth quarter. He only wanted to lay on us, so we watched all the drama of the last five minutes of the game unfold with all the lights off in the living room and the sound down to almost muted. Can you imagine the silent screams going up in our house that night?? Ah, what we do for our children. This is how the dogs spent the game. They weren't too excited, I guess.