Mirror mirror on the wall....

This is for you Tiffany:)

My little mirror display consists of 4 cheapo, white Target mirrors (clearance awhile back for I believe about $5 per) and a re-painted picture frame (originally from Home Goods or Marshalls) and Target folder cut into a "S".
I had the four white mirrors up alone for the longest time, but it always looked pretty blah. And I had randomly made the 'S' picture and had it sitting elsewhere in the room when one day I had Grant jimmy it to the wall (our problem being that with this old of a house any exterior wall is nearly impossible to nail into, so we end up using those sticky things for everything).
I obviously free formed the 'S'.....the impatient part of me opted not to take the extra 5 minutes to make an actual template. Bad Leslie. Bad.
If anything, it has made for the perfect spot to admire ones self.
Pre "S"

What could possibly go wrong?

As if you even have to ask.....but this is Reese.  Quintessential Reese.

Gymnastics.....Ryan's turn

The ladies couldn't be more night and day when it comes to practicing their craft.  While Reese will head bang and flail her way through the class, Ryan takes a more calculated, cautious approach.  She takes it far more seriously and seems to be one of the few kids in the class truly interested in learning all the moves she can.
Learning how to do a kart wheel.....
Side note....are you noticing the time stamp on this baby? Yes. It's not even 6am yet. The Reesers has a cold/fever combo and has been wide AWAKE since 3:30. I am struggling through Special Agent Oso and wishing I has a straw for my coffee to drink it faster.

But it is Valentine's Day and we Stiffs know how to do it right.....Grant and I will spend it as we have been doing every year since I was prego with Ryan....at a fast food/diner establishment. This year Steak n' Shake. Grant says I can splurge for a platter combo and a milk shake. True love! And ladies, don't hate me for bragging, but last night he came home with a cherry icee and some Auntie Anne's pretzels. Clearly there is a theme here, not necessarily a healthy one, but Valentine's comes just once a year. Right?

Gymnastics......the Reese version

We had some special guests this past weekend at gymnastics.....Grandma, Papa, Barbara and Christopher.  What do extra adults equate to?  The ability for mom and dad to bring the 'good' camera and finally take some decent shots.  Give an adult with a camera 45 minutes and two kids tumbling like crazy and you'll get 100+ photos to weed through.  I edited down to about 40 and will share a handful with you.  This is the post only a grandmother could love...or Bela Karoly.
For now we'll concentrate on Reese.  Her style tends to be C-R-A-Z-Y.  She does not enjoy the beginning portion where we are suppose to sit still and sing songs.  Oh hells no.  The girl is already running about the room eyeing the different equipment for the day.  Hands down her fave:  the trampoline.
VIP section:
Not pumped to have to wait in line for the trampoline
Heaven....
The opposite of Reese?   Ryan:  controlled, serious, studious.   She'll be up next.  Stay tuned.

Art class

Ryan got her inner Picasso on yesterday and apparently no canvas was off limits...
Uber serious about her work

Playdate love

Should I be concerned?

I should probably be more concerned they are wrestling/hugging amongst a pile of rocks, shouldn't I?

The Puffy Vest

The girls have a ridiculous obsession with their puffy vests from Old Navy.  I often find them playing dress up in the hall closet - hats, gloves, shoes and their beloved vests.  When I bought them, the white was for Ryan, the blue for Reese; however one of my more opinionated, fashion-minded children deemed the blue one was hers.  Poor Reese now sports an eight sizes too big white vest that is better suited as a parka.
Zipping them up is apparently the 'fun' part of playing puffy vests.