Monday, October 19, 2009

Go Speed Racer

WHOA TURBO...watch out motorists- Riley and Zoie have found their callings in life...NASCAR here they come. Riley got her speed racer last Christmas and has taken it upon herself to take Zoie in it every chance she gets. It's ridiculously cute the little sisterly bonding they do.
It also looked ridiculously fun--so of course I had to try...however, my big bum didn't fit....but I made do....never mind the fact that the bottom practically scraped the cement and it putted a long at .0056 MPH when I got on it....
Watch out world-- the Costa girls are gearing up for the next Indy 500...



Saturday, October 10, 2009

Updates? what are those?

Hello family, friends, and random internet browsers. I have been HORR.I.BLE. at updating the where abouts and recent shenanigans of the Costa house hold. Bare with me people...bare with me.
Yes...we are back from Brasil...and we have been for almost a month now. Brasil was wonderful as always. We enjoyed partying, eating (too much...to the tune of 6 extra pounds too much...yikes), visiting with family, laughing, relaxing, shopping....eating....some more eating...

The girls loved being pampered by all the family that was there and I loved sitting and doing nothing while everyone pampered my girls. Right when we got back I was thrown into having to pack up our rental house and move everthing into the house we bought...followed by unpacking...throwing a babyshower, a surprise birthday party, school starting, dance classes starting, etc etc etc. So, to say the least--updating was put away.

However...give me a day or so, and you'll be overloaded with too many pictures of our girls, a few of Berns and I that you probably dont really care to see, and waaaaaaay too many words written by me rambling on and on about what we've been up to...so. Dont touch that dial.

Yoga anyone?

Actors swear by it.

It's supposed to let you release all your stress and be come carefree.

It makes you pretty darn strong and flexible.

And until now--I could care less for it.

Until Ms. Riley taught the class......



I mean really now people....who WOULDNT want to do that first pose? She's awesome.

What Happens When The 16 month old turns independent...

Zoie is a beast. Haven't I said that a time or two? Our little monster has reached the "I-cant-control-a-fork-but-that-wont-stop-me-from-feeding-myself" phase.
While in Brasil, Zoie decided I was no longer allowed to feed her. Which, for the most part, would be ok. However, when it's yogurt that we are dealing with...it makes things....well....see for yourself.





at least she made somewhat of an effort with the spoon...

Sunday, September 27, 2009

True Blue Brasilian Bambino


It's official and it will make you Brasilian relatives soooooooo proud.
I have tried time and time again to feed Zoie the all american, traditional, cant-go-wrong, PB&J....only to have her feed it to the dogs....

But as soon as I bust out the traditional, cant-go-wrong, all Brasilian, eat-every-day food; she eats....and eats....and eats...

not only does she look like her father...she eats like him too....

Sunday, September 20, 2009

I'll have a wedding with a lil Brasil on the side please

In Riley's words, "Brasil is fancy".

Yes, indeed. So when someone throws a wedding, they mean business!! If you havent heard the news yet (so, basically if you have been sleeping for a month or so) we just returned from a fantastic trip to Brasil. While we were there we got to attend Berns' cousins wedding. Shall I elaborate? Yes I shall.

~Ridiculously good food was brought around by servers while delicious guarana was passed out to your hearts content. I just sat and had people bring me the best finger food one can get their hands on.
~ The lovely bride has been taking voice lessons for a year or so and sang her knight a song---cutest thing ever. Job well done Mariana--you're a doll.
~A huge projecting screen showing videos of the couple. It was all in portuguese, so I cant tell you what they said, but I'm sure it was precious.
~Darn good cupcakes. Darn good treats. Darn good dinner.
~The ULTIMATE and #1 reason this wedding was the best:
The foot massager....there at your call and beckon....genius...pure and utter genius.

Riley was sick the whole wedding, so she slept on the chairs. Zoie danced in circles til 1 in the morning (I think there came a point that she just got delusional)....and I got massaged....nuff said...Brasil is fancy....