A Quiet Day

So far we have:

No boinging on the couch!

Boogers belong in tissues.

Don't eat the stickers!

Stuffed animals don't REALLY eat yogurt!

Hands out of the diaper, please.

Much more peaceful day than yesterday! :)

Good Adjective

Quote of the day from J:

"Gee!  When she's sleeping she looks so harmless!"

Nerf Egg

Charis has a nerf football. She's convinced that it's an egg. I told her it's a football, but she insisted, "No! Der's a birdie innair!"

Wonder how long it will take before she realizes it won't hatch!

More Drama Rehearsal

Cookie Redux:

Charis:  I wanna cookie!

Me (noting that she's pointing at the graham crackers):  Wait a second while I stir the oatmeal.

I turn and grab the spoon.

Charis:  Couldya hurry?

Drama Practice

C:  I wanna cookie!

Me:  Don't you want breakfast?

C:  NO!

Me:  Are you going to whine?

C (in a matter-of-fact voice):  Yes.

She takes a few steps away and lies down on the floor.

C:  I waaaaaannnnnnnaaaaaa coooooooooooooookieeeee!!!  Oh, poor baaaaaabyyyyyyyyy!!"

More Mis-heard Lyrics

More mis-heard lyrics:

Bless me and love me,

The Bible tells me so!

Rock-A-Bye

Latest in the mis-heard lyrics file:

"On the windows the cradle will rock..."

First Aid

I now remember why I decided, early on, not to hand out band-aids to kids who didn't really need them.

Her Dictatorship has a tiny scratch on her tiny pinky toe.  The wailing and gnashing of teeth that resulted upon discovery of the scratch was only alleviated by a band-aid (recommended by a compassionate but naive older sibling).  As a result, I've spent a ridiculous amount of time this evening putting a completely unnecessary bandaid on an almost completely healthy pinky toe, only to have it fall off within three minutes.

Recipe!

C cooks just like I do!

Today in the toddler room at church, she was playing with the toy kitchen.  She kept putting the tomatoes in the oven, shutting the door, and yelling, "It's burning!  It's burning!"

Marching Orders

Now we're back to marching on the couch.  Every time I look at her she says, "No!  March onna floor!"   But does she get off the couch?  No sirree!

Where is the Maid?

Ate dinner in the living room with the kids.  We had rice.  Charis fed herself.  Bad planning!

"Oh, my goshness!  We needa vappuum!"

Attention!

No marching on the couch.

Sleeping Beauty

She's sleeping.  A long, long, nap.

Feels like a vacation!!!