Provocation

C: NO, J! You stay away. That was NOT nice!
J: I'm sorry I provoked you!

He "provoked" her by walking past her. The Dictator is a bit touchy today. (And yes, I did explain that J was not at fault!)

Not Exactly Tigger

Thump, thump, BUMP! I turn and look at the stairs, where C sits on the lowest step.

C: That time I got hurt.
Me: What hurts?
C: My bottom. Even though it's very strong. You will NOT see a girl jumping again...
...on the stairs.

(She gets up and bounces across the living room.)

Art

She drew all over the front of the refrigerator with chapstick.  Not so bad - I made her clean it all off.

She came back with a black crayon.

Sigh.

One week 'til I hope to be allowed to go crutchless.  Then, I think, the reckoning will begin.

First Big Haircut!

I cut her hair last night - in the back, which is naturally longer since it's never been completely cut before, I took off around 5 inches. It looks really cute, and falls just below her shoulders.

She got up this morning and looks like a big girl, though!

(No, please DON'T tell me that she is becoming a big girl. We'll have none of that right now!)

Contagion Free

C: I'm going to go downstairs and see H.
Me: I'm sorry, but you can't. She's not feeling well, and I don't want you to get sick.
C: Oh. (Starts down the stairs) But I'm not going to touch her germs.

What The People Want

From our recent hotel stay:

Me: C, there are people trying to sleep! You need to keep your voice down!
C: No! My down voice is broken! Only my up voice works. And my audience wants me LOUD!!! (Singing) I'm a rock star! Oh, yeah!

Looking For A Hero

Discovered the #1 disciplinary currency today: De-caping the superhero. It's a known fact that superheroes do not scream in their brothers' faces or kick people bodily out of the bathroom.

She is most repentant, and must prove herself worthy of superhero status (for a whole hour!) before she can again don the cape.

Cat Sense

H was playing with C by shining the cat's laser pointer (the infamous red dot) so C could chase it. H made the dot run over by the stairs, so C quickly followed it. I yelled, "No! Not by the stairs," so C walked over and closed the stairway gate so she wouldn't fall.

Wow. Could it be...one of MY children with COMMON SENSE??

Ah - but then again, she was chasing the cat's laser pointer...

Water You Looking At?

At lunch:

C (smiling widely): Look, Momma!
Me: What?
C: Look! Look, look, look!
Me (looking closely): I don't see it. What am I looking at?
C: My water mustache!!