Saturday, October 29, 2011

Because It's Saturday, Quiet Time, And I Have Nothing Better To Do

A weekend post?  Yeehaw!  I'm all spontaneous and stuff. 
So, the other day we had to make an emergency 7pm run up to Walgreens to pick up a toothbrush for Rosa.  Rosa, who has developed a little game I like to call "How many times can I throw my toothbrush in the trashcan before Mommy cracks?".  Five times in a week and a half, if  you are one to keep count.  We should probably take up stock in Oral-b. 

So we loaded up the wee peeps in the stroller and headed up the road. 
It was right as we were in earshot of all our neighbors and their pristine lawns that the girls started singing:
Hiiiiilllllllarious!  Oh, the funnies of a preschooler and her willing sidekick.
Did you hear what I said?  I said PPPPPPPPPP.  Get it???? PPPPPPEEEEEEEEEhahahahahaha!
Dude.  That is the funniest thing I have ever heard!  Where do you come up with this stuff?

Soon I joined in because, a family that sings together about toilet habits...

AhahahahahahahPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEE!  I'm hilarious!!!!!!!!!!  PEEEEEEEEEEPPPEEEEEEE.

Maybe I'm regressing, but it actually did become hilarious.  HIIIIILLLLLLAAARIOUS! (said in the loud voice of Jerry Seinfeld impersonating his belly button).

And Rosa is totally preparing to throw already has thrown her new toothbrush away just to ensure another night of this much fun.

The end.
*Please do not be alarmed by the changing format of this blog.  I got bored and decided to do some renovations.  Please feel free to comment if you don't like something.  Or, if you think it's the greatest thing you've ever seen, then definitely comment.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Mrs. Mama

That's what Emmy accidentally called me after we got home from preschool today.  Clearly a result of being around her teachers, but I kind of love it.  I think maybe I should insist on this title from now on. I felt suddenly empowered, like I was the Mother Of All Mothers!, or maybe a character from a bad Eddie Murphy movie. 

Anyways, I was at preschool today helping out during the Harvest Party!  Woo!  I was in charge of juice boxes and creating/bringing 2 games.  We played "Pin the grin on the jack-o-lantern" and "Bowling for ghosts".  Don't be jealous of my extreme creativity.  You too can make small children marvel at your genius with one click of the google search engine.

The kids loved everything, and I am totally zapped of energy.  I have a new and even more profound respect for teachers, having spent a mere hour in the classroom and coming home all sweaty and mentally exhausted, like I had just performed an hour of cardio during an intensive cognitive behavioral therapy session.  What?

I so wanted to post the pictures that I took during the party, but then I had a personal argument with myself (that's redundant huh?) that it's probably poor etiquette to post pictures of other peoples' children, and my conservative side won.  Plus, you would have seen Emmy's Halloween costume in advance, and frankly I can't just give away that kind of moment for free.  My ticket sales would plummet and there would be a whole legal battle that I just don't have time for.
But, I will give you a hint:  it's not a Panda.  Surprised?

Monday, October 24, 2011

Out Of The Mouth Of Babes

Somebody had her first slumber party at Grammy and Grampy's (hint - it wasn't me)!
It was spontaneous and completely random and therefore went marvelously.  She has already asked me when she can have another.  Grammy and Grampy seemed to survive and even looked pleased with themselves.  Drew and I had some quality time with the Roo and everyone lived happily ever after.  Yippee for big girls!

Now, on with the most important part.  Emmy was misbehaving a bit at dinner the night she came home:

Me:  I think Grammy has taught you some bad habits.  
( I kid I kid....well not really)
Emmy:  No Mom, Grammy doesn't have ANY rules!

And that about sums that up...

And another quality quote for you Monday entertainment:
(While playing in our bed this morning, with only her diaper on).
Rosa:  Mommy, your shirt has pockets! (looks down at herself, feeling around a bit) 
My belly has no pockets.

Somebody got a ringpop from Daddy for a special treat.

Somebody thinks the whole licking part is a big waste of time and just gets on with it.

That is all.  Happy week!  

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A Star Wars Reinactment For Uncle Mike

Not a toy, the force is.
Harness its' power, you must.

Powerful, it is.

Quick learner, you are.

Nappy, must I.

Jedi, you are.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

My Girl

Oh, it has been a looong day with my littlest one today, complete with no nap and several donkey kicks to my abdomen during diaper changes.  She has the calf muscles of Beckham.  Anyways, we are having a special night together tonight as Drew and Emmy are at "Pumpkin Carving with Daddy" night at preschool.  So, Rosa and I snuggled up on the sofa for movie and dessert.  I brought her a small bowl of num-nums (M&M's) and I brought myself a few squares of my fave Lindt dark chocolate with sea salt (mmm...).  Rosa took one look at my chocolate, looked down at her bowl and said "here..." while giving me her num-num's and swiping my good chocolate.
That's my girl.  And we are one again.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

"Nooo, don't eat her, she's a girl not foooood!!!"

Overheard while I'm cooking dinner tonight.  Followed shortly by Emmy running upstairs to find some pretend food to feed Daddy Dinosaur in order to save Rosa.
Ahh..the joys of parenting with Drew...

It's always more fun when he gets home.

*no children were eaten during the writing of this blog post.

Spanish Lesson

Emmy: uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, Monday, diez!

Way too awesome to correct:)

And here is an unrelated photo for your Wednesday entertainment:

Emmy's art gallery.  May I direct your attention to the "millicat" in the middle.  Awesome.

"Awesome" is the word of the day, in case you're wondering.

Friday, October 7, 2011

What The Yankees Needed Last Night

Among other things (could you guys possibly have stranded any more runners?), better pitching.
Here Nova, let my 4 yr. old show you how it's done.

The wind up...(Rosa is absolutely on the edge of her seat, or err, sidewalk).

The release...(curve ball)

The follow through.  Check out that stance.  Commitment. 
Alrighty.  I'll be expecting a call from Cashman in about 14 years. 
Until then...

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Okay, Fine.

Fiiiiiinnnneee.  I'll post the last bit of vacation photos.
Stop begging.  It's embarrassing.

And a super duper crazy big thank you to these two, for everything they did and do for us on vacation and in the real world too.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

My Throat Hurts, So I Can't Type Much

Also, cause I'm feeling lazy. Or maybe it's just the "brain cloud" I'm experiencing from my last dose of NyQuil last night.  *If you don't know the term "brain cloud", stop right here, google it, netflix the movie and then get back with me, because seriously people, priorities.*
Also, cause preschool is a filthy little germ pool.  I still love it though.  Even when a little 3ish year old boy walked past Rosa (while we were waiting on E), stopped dead in his tracks, got within an inch of her face and exclaimed  "Ewwwwww!".  Even then. 
Though, I did secretly hope she sneezed in his face at that exact moment.  Alas...

I leave you with a little photo montage I like to call "Multitasking"...