It’s new bike season at our house! Elliot moved up to a 16″ bike from his 12″ bike. He can go so much faster on this bike than his old one. Also his knees don’t smack his chin on this bike. The crocodile bike got a little love from Audrey today. Although, I want her to ride the trike. I LOVE the trike. Nevermind that she can’t go very fast or that the other 2 year olds on the block are riding bikes with training wheels.
I sincerely love the people at 3M. In graduate school I heard the CIO from 3M speak. He said that they had a mandate that the organization had to take three new products to market per year. Everyone worked toward that goal. And because of that drive! that determination! I was able to hang our pictures without gazillions of holes in the wall. Which is good because I had l already punched a million holes in the walls in the last iteration. But now! Now our pictures are mostly held up with velcro.
I really like the 3M adhesive strip picture hooks, but they don’t work well on every type of frame. The velcro strips work on any frame that has a smooth, flat back surface. In all, I only had to put two holes in the wall. There’s a frame that has a velvet (maybe not real velvet, something fuzzy & black) and a teeny tiny angled hanger. It required two holes because my spatial relations are poor. Also, I was able to realign pictures to get them level, or at least level relative to their neighbors.
These velcro strips aren’t inexpensive. But, for the minimal packaging (yeah! less trash), the minimal plastic and the forgiving nature of the product I pink puffy heart them.
PS: if you’re from 3M, feel free to send me more! I have more pictures that need to be hung.
We learned something very important today. DO NOT ask for Banjo to get a Cocker Spaniel Cut. Poor Banjo. He looks absolutely ridiculous. And his head is very, very small.
When Peter brought him home from the groomer I was sure he had the wrong dog.
I’ll just be over here mopping up the puddles of maternal pride.
Audrey really, honestly, truly loves her brother. She says so every day. Many times a day she uses boyfriend voice and says, “Brudder!. I love you brudder. My brudder.” To which he usually replies, “Yeah, I love you too.”
But yesteday in Target they were each possessed by the love for a sibling. They’d randomly stop and hug one another. It was a little eerie. Cute. But eerie.
On Monday we were at the Chiropractor’s office and Elliot very politely asked the doctor where she kept the tissues. She pointed, he retrieved and then went and wiped his sister’s nose and threw the tissue away. And! Audrey just let him do it. I was proud of him seeing that his sister needed help, helping her and doing it all without being asked or complaining.
That Elliot, he’s a good egg.
