Sunday, March 24, 2013

Massamallo Drop 2013

What do two loving parents do for their massamallo (marshmallow) loving child? Take her to a Marshmallow Drop, of course. Some families do egg hunts. We opted for scooping generic puffs of corn syrupy goodness off a goose-poop dotted, soggy Waterford soccer field.



What does this entail? Well, participants park, then head to the event grounds to pay the obligatory $5 per car. Then, all are herded into marshmallow drop holding pens (one for 0-5 year olds, one for 6+), to wait for a helicopter to hover overhead and drop a thousand marshmallows onto a field, guarded by intimidating volunteers. Kind of like this...


Head to the grounds...


Enter the holding pen...

Wait (and people watch)...

Intimidating volunteers... 

We were a little early though, so Maizey enjoyed her first ever hot chocolate.

Mmmmm.


So, anyhow, then the helicopter makes it's appearance and people go bananas.   

Or, if you're Maizey, screech "airaplane! airaplane!"

And the drop.

 Marshmallow heaven.

The guards set aside and there's a mad dash toward the drop site.
Of course, the five year olds didn't read the fine print, that you should only pick up ONE mallow, so I had to elbow in and clear a spot for my toddling mallow lover.

Mission accomplished.
Blissful success.

And yes. We let her eat the marshmallows she picked up off said field.


(One fellow participant referred to Will as "one of those kinds of parents." Sigh.)

On our way to the treat tables (where you exchange your presumably inedible soccer field mallow for a hygienic volunteer assembled Ziploc treat bag), Maizey spotted an old friend.

Obsession.

Pleading.

Starry-eyed from five feet.

Terrified from six inches.

Though ever since the encounter she insists "Easer bunny Maizey hug." 

In fact, she refused to leave the "easer bunny."
 Ummmmm, okay. 

Whatever you say, dear.
(Note to self: need to work on appropriate ways to exhibit enthusiasm and affection with holiday characters.)

Was it strange? Yes. Will do it next year? Probably. Did Maizey love it?
 Yes.

I mean, massamallos dropped from the sky.
What's not to love?

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Sláinte



May love and laughter light your days,

and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life's passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Unplugged Thursday

Busy, technology-driven days around this house. In addition to my twenty-hours at Bloomfield Hills Schools plunked in front of a monitor, I've taken on a pretty comprehensive, very cool freelance design job, and, been asked, on an interim basis, to join my former colleague, Betsy, as a designer at University of Michigan two days a week. So I'm tabling my Blogger penance and unplugging from personal computer time when I can. Instead, I'll do my best. Which most likely will be the occasional post, until I can settle back into less scattered, less computer-centric routine. 

Here are some shots from a recent non-monitor dominated, crazy Maizey Thursday.

First, a trip to the doc. Crazy Maizey has become moody Maizey. We wanted to double check it was an attitude problem and not a raging ear infection.
Good news. Bad news. It wasn't a raging ear infection.

At least we discovered a fun new book,
which we promptly added to the Amazon wishlist. 

Then, SWIMMING! 

And blow drying...

After a moody pre-nap, and decent lie-down, we headed outdoors for a couple hours to enjoy the sun.
And do some shopping. 

Lady picked rocks off the lawn
(and then dumped them back onto it).

And marched around with whatever she could find in the garage,
including the damn "collapsible" beach sunshade that is absolutely impossible to collapse, and therefore, will never be opened/used again.

Meanwhile, I attempted to stow away winter toys, which resulted in some screeching,
 and driveway sledding.
You can't see him, but Mr. Owl is going for a concrete pull.

It was a busy, joyful, uncomputer day.
Please bear with me while Enlarging Marge is neglected and I enjoy more of these...

Friday, March 8, 2013

Thanks Gramma and Papa!

Me: "Hello blog. It has been two weeks since my last post. What is my penance?"
Blogger: A promise to post at least twice a week for two weeks.

And so it begins...

Will and I enjoyed wonderful five day escape in what I would consider the most unlikely of places. Texas. Dallas and Austin to be precise. Did we worry about Crazy Maizey? Not a bit. We were provided a daily iPad photo journal of Gramma, Papa, and Maizey escapades. Enjoy!





(They had Grandma Katie and Grandpa Bill over for dinner - Grandparentpalooza!)







  








  



Many thanks for Gramma and Papa for their cuddles and entertainment. Will and I are already planning our next excursion...

P.S. Austin takeaway? Eat at Uchiko and Franklin BBQ. Shop at Uncommon Objects. And enjoy the sun.