Funky Egyptian Style

Coming out of a blogging moretoriam to post this video of a project Zander did for school. It must be memorialized and commemorated (and it's too large of a file to e-mail to grandparents and too large to post to blogger, so it's embedeed here from an unlisted YouTube link). The idea and all of the lyrics were his. The dance moves were entirely his (well, inspired by obvious recent trends). We helped with the filming and acquiring the costume from a friend of his and that's about it. 

 

Skiing 2012

Check out my girl on the slopes in the video below. Sure it's nothing fancy, but her older brother couldn't go to ski school at this age (3) because he wasn't quite potty trained. (I take full credit for screwing up his potty-learning process. Cassandra, on the other hand, pretty much potty trained herself.)

Anyway, she was a little teary-eyed in the morning when we dropped her off, but did fine for the rest of the day (and the three days that followed).

Now, check out my boy. The mountain was empty the first few days we were there. As a result, his group lesson was actually a private lesson with an awesome instructor. Here he is on our last days of skiing. I'm following behind him just in case...

Me? I heart NASTAR, amateur ski racing and spent much of my time on the slopes racing against myself (and the clock). Brad would say I'm obsessed. I just say I'm good. Highlights are below, but here are my full results.

No video of Brad because usually he's too fast to catch.

When she should be napping...

This could almost be considered live because she's up in her room right now dancing the nap away. It's cute until later in the afternoon when you ask her if she wants a drink of water and didn't you know that was the wrong time to ask and the angry screaming begins.

Twin Day and "Do the Dance Now"

The photo above was for an actual "twin day" at Zander's school. It didn't matter to Zander that Cassandra goes to a different school.

The video below is from a random day when they decided to dress alike. This happens surprisingly often. Sometimes they are so darn cute it's hard to stand it. (Other times when one is pinching the other and screaming "It's mine" it's a lot easier to stand it.)