Wednesday, February 16

Questions

I was washing dishes and Little K was eating breakfast. She asked me to come to her because she wanted to see me while she talked to me.  I walked over and she said, "What's my question?"  I said, "I don't know. It's your question."  She became quite agitated.  I said, "It's okay, you can ask me when you remember."  She cried, "But I can't remember still."  Suddenly her face lit up and she said, "I remembered my question!  It's something I don't know!"  And that was it. End of conversation.

Tuesday, February 15

Overheard at Breakfast

Annika, "Kardynn, I know you might not remember this but how come you didn't turn upside down in Mommy's tummy?"
Kardynn, "Because it hurt my arm."

Monday, February 14

Valentines

Earlier today my sweet friend called me up and asked if I had plans.  She said that she was going to doll me up for Valentines Day.  She was going to sexy-ify me for the evening.  Cool.  So she did - she came over and prettied me up.  My favorite quotable was when she said something to the effect of "Heather, just try to be girlie."  *haha*  It's true. I'm so not a girlie-girl.  I have three daughters and I'm still a huge tomboy.  Yikes!  Anyway, she made my hair all pretty and put make up on me and then rushed out the door for a date with her own hubby.



And then I checked my phone and there was a text from the hubby, "I'm going to Hunters game. I tried to call you like 5 times :-( anyway, I'll c you tonight."

Story of my life.

Wednesday, February 2

Things Are Not Always What They Seem...

A few months ago my five year-old started getting into food. We've tried various tactics to get her to stop, with moderate success. She's mostly stopped doing it but every now and again we see that she's slipped into old habits. Just last night I discovered a tupperware of pretzel treats at the foot of her bed, under the sheets. We had a talk with her and explained that we don't want her getting into food because she could get into something dangerous - something that she shouldn't be eating. Unbeknownst to us, she'd already learned a lesson about things that look like food but aren't food.

This morning I found an empty wrapper in her room and the subsequent investigation lead me to a trashcan, where I found this:


Not-so-yummy soap, originally uploaded by hezro.

Apparently she thought it was a chocolate bar.