Farewell 2011, I Won't Miss You At All

On a different note...Rosa was just playing with my wedding rings and I taught her to say:
"Daaaaddddyyyy....I want diamonds!". 
Folks, my work here is complete.  On to the next task...

Ode To A Potato Chip

Nobody can eat just one.

*Yes, her hands are a little dirty.  It's mud.  From the tree farm we got our Christmas tree at.  I'm just building the excitement for a Christmas post.  Strap on your seat belts.

Look Out Downtown Nati

You're getting something pretty special.
 

We were practicing our "Jim from The Office" faces.  Obvs.

We are all very proud of you! 
Love, all us girls.

Short Nap. Short Story.

Rosa woke up just after 4am this morning.  I thought certainly (insert sarcasm) she would take a nice luxuriously long nap this afternoon.  Nope.  She does have some lingering congestion from her cold last week, which is best explained by Rosa herself.
Me:  You didn't sleep nearly long enough.
Rosa:  I snorting like a pig, but I not a pig.
Me:   *uncontrollable laughter* Aww, you mean you're snorting because your nose is stuffy?
Rosa:  Yesh I do'ed.

Who's Mommy's little piggy?

Well Played

Just as I had threatened to cancel Christmas due to some atrocious behavior all morning, by calling Santa on my direct line, I overheard this while I was cleaning up from lunch:

E:  Rosa, you are my best friend. (complete with across the table double hand grab).

Go ahead, dry your tear...I'll wait.

Saved themselves just in the Nick of time.  Hahaha!  Get it?  St. Nick.  Yeah whatever, you love it.

We've Got Spirit Yes We Do

Emmy's all about school spirit.  She rocked that sweatshirt with her skinnies, cause she's trendy and spirited.  Double threat.

That's all I got for today.  The leaf blower dude arrived just as I put the girls down for a nap and he has been here for AN HOUR AND A HALF! and still going.  Seriously?  I'm all for thorough, but COME ON.  I am simultaneously threatening to take that blower out of his hand and beat him with it (in my head for now), whilst watching Rosa try to scale her crib in protest that she should ever have to sleep.  Ever.  Yesterday after she refused to nap I told her to go get me all her sleep sacks so we could give them away to children who sleep.  She did.  Happily.  If passive-aggressive threats don't work, I got nothin' left.

Black Friday

I felt it was best to expose them while they are young.

You can see they had different opinions on the early morning shopping...

ps - Emmy's wearing my hat.  We have the same hat size.  This explains so much.