Thursday, January 31, 2013

Feeling Blue

The only thing worse than watching 32 episodes of Blue's Clues all in a row is watching them as Amazon Prime freezes and starts, freezes and starts. 
"Blue skid..........................................doo; we can,.....too!"

Thinking Chair Marathon going on here.

Thursday, January 24, 2013


You know it's been a rough day when, half an hour before bedtime, she insists, "Stop calling me 'Don't!'"

Saturday, January 19, 2013

A Get-Away

C: Momma, can I call vacation?
Me (clueless): What will you say?
C: Well, I will call 1-1-0-2-9-4, and then I will say, "Hello? Is anybody there?! Ha ha ha!"

Sure wish I was there to answer...

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Sip With Caution

I have a 24-oz cup, with a lid and straw, that I fill with water and carry around with me in hopes of hydrating myself well. C was sitting next to me, and I heard the familiar burble of a child blowing air into the water. This caused me to smile fondly - until I turned my head to look at her.

My straw was up her nose.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Like March

C is a lot like the month of March. She comes in like a lamb, and goes out like a lion. Unfortunately, the lamb part only lasts five minutes as she wanders downstairs, squinty-eyed, and climbs into my lap.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

The Cleaning Lady

I leave my room after brushing my hair. "Don't come downstairs, Momma! I'm cleaning the house! You're going to be so proud of me!"

Here I sit, on my bed, filled with pride (and more than a little trepidation)...


She did really well...J got involved. Hooray for good big brothers!!

Monday, January 14, 2013

Pretty Purple PJs

C comes downstairs to ask me a question. As she's stammering "," I smell something chemical in nature. I run to my bedroom, where the smell is very strong.

Yesterday I had a run in my pantyhose (yes, I still wear pantyhose) and grabbed a nail polish bottle to stop the run. BTW, never use your little daughter's purple glitter nail polish to stop a run - it's not as transparent as it looks. Anyway, I left the bottle on my dresser, and she opened it and poured it into my pajama drawer.

The pajamas are quite pretty, actually.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Fair Warning

As I enter the room with my cup of hot tea, she drops the ball of string she's been unrolling and runs away. Curiosity doesn't bother me, but hiding from Momma does, so I call her back.

Me: You don't need to run away.
C: Oh, but I unrolled your ball.
Me: Please don't unroll my string. Why did you do that?
C: I want to use it. It is my yarn!
Me: Next time, just ask. Would you like me to cut off a nice long piece for you?
C: Sure! I'll get the scissors. They're in J's room! I'll be right back!

Note to self: Time to hide the scissors.


I LOVE that my little girl dances with her shadow every day!

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

The Nose Of The Beholder

C: Bad J! Don't call me a stinker!
Me: Come here, C! I'll smell you.
(C runs over and is thoroughly sniffed.)
Me: Nope! You smell just fine to me!
C: Oh! Let me smell you, Momma!
(Sniff, sniff, sniff)
C: You smell like a stinker to me!

Monday, January 7, 2013

Sunday, January 6, 2013

A Rose By Any Other Name

C: Shut up!
Me: We don't say that. It's not nice. You can say, "Please be quiet."
C: Shut IN! 
Shut OUT! 
Shut DOWN! 
Shut UP! Oops - not shut up. Shut IN!