The Lu has really taken to drawing lately and while I'm her mother and I'm completely biased, you have to admit, she's pretty damn good. This is her latest drawing and I'm thinking it needs to be matted and framed for her room.

It's been a while since I've photographed my kids. And I forgot how much I loved it. (When I'm not bribing them with ice cream for dinner and iPod apps, that is.)

I caught these two of The Lu at the new studio a couple of weeks ago. Oh, how I love that little squirt!

LU : Sissy, I'm gonna cover this cake with white fondant.

ROO : No, you need to dirty ice it with buttercream first.

Cake Boss, much, girls?

via NY Daily News

Yesterday, Roo hosted auditions for the band she's putting together and today The Lu decided to take advantage of the karaoke machine a friend loaned us. She's so thug. And I'm so proud.

Lucee put her own twist on A Christmas Story during a dinner table game of truth or dare when she exclaimed, "Dare me to lick the Christmas tree! Dare me to lick the Christmas tree! Puh-leeeeeease!"

She did it. And she said it tasted good. She obviously gets her weirdo gene from her Daddy.

I've always been both baffled by and somewhat jealous of my husband's ability to fall asleep anytime, anywhere. He's fallen asleep at get togethers with friends. At family holidays. At the movies on one of our first dates.

Early on in our relationship I officially diagnosed him with occupational narcolepsy. (Because I'm totally a doctor.) And I give him shit about it every chance I get.

While she can't blame it on her occupation, she can blame genetics. The Lu inherited her father's ability to fall asleep anytime, anywhere.

Ladies and gentleman, I give you Exhibit A. The defendant can be seen sleeping at Arrowhead Stadium during a Taylor Swift concert attended by 50,000 people.

Proof that she is her Daddy's daughter.














I rest my case.

Or was it the dragon?

Roo to Lu : The smell from your botox is disgusting.

Dear Roo,

There's a big difference between botox and buttocks.

This is botox.

(image via hot celebrity)

That disgusting smell you just got a whiff of came from your sister's buttocks.

Hope that clears the air. Pun intended.

Love,
Mom

What happens when a photographer mom asks her swimming kids to stop and pose for a picture at the pool?

Looks like The Lu is on her way to becoming the next Man Repeller.

If you've not read The Man Repeller yet, you're totally missing out!

Tonight we hit the school carnival. And we all know my peeps never miss their chance to cheese it up for the camera.

It's Saturday night. Chris and I had been planning to go to a birthday party for a friend and the girls were all set to spend the night at Grandma's.
Just before we put the girls in the shower Lu asked the question I hope she never stops asking, "Do we have to go to Grandma's?"
"Yeah, we'd rather stay home with you guys tonight," said Roo.
There was no discussion. No debate. No doubt. My kids WANT to hang out with me. And I'm going to make it happen for I know it won't be long until we're the LAST people they want to spend their Saturday nights with. But I'm not quite ready to talk about that yet.
So, for now, we're enjoying those two little squirts who still think we're cool.

I can't believe we're celebrating The Lu's seventh birthday. It seems like yesterday we were in the hospital struggling to decide on a name for our squishy little babe.
Here we are seven years later and she's the girl with a million nicknames. It didn't take long for Lucee Olivia to become Lucee Lu, Lulu, Papa Lu, Lula Bean, Lula Belle, Louie, Tallulah, Tallulah Mae and of course, The Lu.
And when it comes to names she lives by the same theory as Papa. She doesn't care what you call her as long as you call her in time for supper.
To celebrate her birthday we had a fabulous face painting party. The uber-talented MJ and Cody from Sister Act Face Painting made her party absolutely unforgettable!

Happy Seventh Birthday Lu! We love you more than anything in the world.