Wordless Wednesday - My kids love having an artist in the house, especially when the face paint comes out!

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Wordless Wednesday - Snuggeling

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Raining cats and dogs...and ducks and geese and every other kind of animal you can think of...

And my 3 year old wanted to go outside. I told her I didn't want to go outside because it was soaking wet out. A few minutes later I told her I was getting in the shower and she said, "Well, it is soaking wet in the shower too!" LOL, LOL, LOL!

Wordless Wednesday - That's My Girl!

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Contest of wills

My husband and I were finishing up some errands this afternoon quick in preperation for my family coming here for our Christmas celebration. He stopped quick at the bookstore (to get me a gift card, I am sure). I was going to just stay in the van and wait but my three year old right away said she had to go potty. I reluctantly got out of the van and headed for the store. My daughter and I went straight to the bathroom and into a stall next to an occupied stall. She right away said she had wet her pants (she hadn't) but she was adament she had. When she gets like that, she flat out refuses to put her pants back on. I didn't have any extra pants in my purse (although there is just about everything else in there :D) so I said to her she had to put them back on, she had no choice. She shook her head fiercely. I again said she had to. She said "No, I don't want to." I said again she had to. She of course got extremely upset at this point and started yelling "No, I don't want to!" I said to her then, "Amanda, you HAVE to have pants on when you go back out in the store rather you want to or not, you have no choice". This got a chuckle out of the occupied stall next to ours. My daughter of course still yelled out, "No, I don't want to." I said then, "Amanda, you can't go out in the store naked!" My daughter innocently looked up at me, tugged at her shirt and said, "But I have a shirt on." LOL!

After the bookstore bathroom incident, we headed to the grocery store. My husband has been battling a cold. He asked me if I had any Kleenix. I reached into my pocket and handed him one. My daughter right away pipped up and said she needed a "Kweenix". My husband told her she didn't need one because her nose wasn't running. She looked at him and said, "I need a Kweenix, I have burgers in my nose!" LOL!

Cutting it close...

This is a picture I took of my two year old just yesterday. She is wearing the new Perfect Fit Toddler Mitts I designed recently. Her bangs were the perfect length and she was looking so adorable. I trimmed her hair a few weeks back and it was finally growing in, perfect timing for her 3rd birthday on the 15th.

Here she is now:



She got a hold of the scissors a few hours ago while I was making supper and there is a good 2 inches of her forhead showing! Oh well, at least she has some of her bangs left!

First lost tooth on Thanksgiving Day!

My daughter came up to me in a dark room to show me. She insisted I take her picture with my camera phone. She was so proud. All those little milestones! And on Thanksgiving Day, 2008, none-the-less! Congratulations Paige!

Little Stinker!

Remember last week when I mentioned my soon-to-be three year old threw my contact lenses away? Apparently she doesn't want me to see at all. Yesterday she threw out my glasses! I had a heck of a time finding them since I am very blind without any sort of visual aid! I mean, I am blind as a bat! I have to put everything right under my nose to see it. How miserable trying to find my glasses without glasses! I had to ask my husband for help when he came home. He finally found them stuffed into the garbage! She must have grabbed them off of my end table while I was sleeping. What a stinker! Needless to say, my day wasn't very productive yesterday!

The dog saga continues!

It gets better. My eldest stepdaughter called her mom as soon as she came home from school yesterday and asked her mother where the dog was and when she was going to bring it back. Her mom denied taking it. She even demanded she speak with her other daughter to tell her she didn't take the dog and that she was mistaken! I thought to myself, "Oh, that's a good one, first you teach them it is ok to steal, now you are trying to teach them it is ok to lie!"

I turned to my other stepdaughter and asked her what she really saw and she broke down in sobs. She said she saw her mom take the dog with her own eyes. She said she put the dog on her lap in the van and they drove off with the dog. She even said she begged her mother not to take the dog. She then cried out to me that her stepdad (her mom's husband) didn't want her mother to take the dog and said it wasn't a good idea. She clearly didn't want her stepdad to get into trouble too for her mother's actions!

When my husband came home from work, my eldest stepdaughter right away ran up to him and told him that her mom claimed she didn't take the dog. He said he spoke with the sherrif and that the sheriff spoke with the kid's mother. She said she knew she was lying. The officer said she believes the kid's mother gave her false information and if she does not return the dog she will be charged with that. The officer also mentioned she would stop by in a day or two to see if the dog is returned or not and question the children. This was horrific news for my stepdaughter that witnessed the theft. She dropped to the floor on her hands and knees and just sobbed!

My son handed me this yesterday when he came home from school:



He loved that dog! He used to come home from school and run around the yard and the field with her. On the weekends he would play outside with her for hours. When he handed me the artwork, he had a sad look on his face. He said he made it a couple days ago at school and now he doesn't have his dog anymore to play with.

Not seeing very clearly...

...because my soon-to-be three year old decided to play in the bathroom this morning while I was doing chores outside and dumped the contents of my contact lens case somewhere, nowhere to be found, especially since I don't see very well with my glasses that are over six years old! Breath...1, 2, 3...breath...4, 5, 6...breath...7, 8, 9, 10...breath...

Bad Habits - When your two year old get's nasty!

My soon-to-be three year old said to me this morning, "Mommy, you're stupid!" I did just what I wasn't suppose to do according to the article I read here. I swirld around from the toaster and asked her in a stern voice, "What did you say?". She grinned and said it again, "Mommy, you're stupid!". Of course I know where she got that, her older brother's and sister's are always calling eachother stupid. I hate it when they do that. No matter how much I get after them, they still treat eachother that way.

The above mentioned article also mentions something else my two year old is doing right now that drives me nuts. She insists on picking out her own cloths (inappropriate for the wheather they may be), I allow it. Lately though, she has become obsessed with tags. I don't think there is anything left in her closet that has a tag on it, but she still hollers and tears off all of her clothes and claims it is hurting her. She wants to run around the house in the buff! I personally don't know how she can stand it since it isn't very warm in the house since our weather has turned cold and snowy. Usually she picks out shorts and a tank top. Sometimes her swim suit. I just can't get the child to wear a sweatshirt or a sweater! I know I am cold, I know she has to be. But, according to the article, she is exerting her independence. Oh well, I'll concede for now. Too bad they don't stay independent! But, that's another story...

Are you spending too much?

That is what my daughter pipped up and said to me yesterday after school. She was watching a few mintues of t.v. and came up to me and posed the question. I had no idea what she was talking about. I asked her, "Spending too much of what?". She said, "Too much of your money." I said, "Yes, I suppose I probably am," thinking to myself about the current state of the economy and how expensive even the most mundane things have become. She says to me, "Then maybe you should just call or click!" LOL! Apparently she had just watched a commercial for some sort of service (I am assuming a cellular service) and they referenced other plans that were more expensive, they must have given out a phone number and a web address and she only understood or caught some of it. Kids say the darndest things!

Funny for the Day

We raise alpacas and when we shear our alpacas I say it is time to give the alpacas a haircut. Once the "hair" is off of the animal I call it fleece. I work with this fleece in many different ways such as spin it into yarn and make felt out of it (for slippers, mittens, rugs, etc.). My youngest daughter knows I call it fleece, and she apparently picked up on me saying we give them a "haircut". Well, I gave my five year old a haircut and threw the hair in the garbage in the bathroom. My two year old went potty and spotted the hair in the garbage. She yelled from the bathroom to me, "Mommy, is that Paige's fleece?" Hee, hee!

Kids say the darndest things!

In the wee hours of the morning, my two year old started crying for mommy. I groggily got up out of bed and went into her room. She refused to lay back down in her bed so I hoisted her up out of her crib and layed her down next to me in our bed. She yawned and stretched and closed her eyes for a few minutes. Then she started to whimper again. I sleepily asked her what was wrong and she said, "MY weg hurts." I said, "Your leg hurts? Why?" My two year old said matter of factly, "It hurts because it is broken."

LOL!

What I've Learned Since Becoming a Mom...

When there are really, really bad days, days when you just want to curl up into a ball and cry because the kids are just so tough; days when you say "good morning" to your kids and they slam the door in your face; days when you find yourself counting over and over to ten so you don't blow your top; days when you do blow your top and you wish you hadn't; days when you clean the house and 10 second later it looks like a tornado blew through it again; days when the laundry is climbing out the door; days when you are sick and everyone else is well and bouncing off the walls; days when you haven't spoken to another adult in what seems like a year; days when you are exhausted from being up all night with a sick two year old who wouldn't go back to bed because she just wanted mommy to hold her; days when you are exhausted because the night before your seven year old woke up screaming from a nightmare; and days when you think to yourself "oh goodness, what have I done?"... I've learned those moments will only last briefly and moments like getting a note like this:



will last a lifetime! By George, all that I am trying to do is actually sinking in!

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Wordless Wednesday - We are expecting a pillow and a teddy bear any day now!

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Down in the dumps.

If this cold, snowy weather wasn't enough to get me down, now I have a crumpled and torn to shreds contact lens thanks to my two year old exploring little girl. I caught her in the bathroom messing in my cupboard. She had the toothpaste and was about to squirt some into her mouth. I got it away from her and shewed her out of the bathroom. Ok, disaster avoided there. A little while later I went into the bathroom to get ready for the day. I grabbed my contact case and oh ooooooh, it was open! I took off the cap and no contact lens! I turned towards the sink to set the case down (my mistake) and crunch, I stepped on it! It was a mushed and ground up mess. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAmandaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I hollered at the top of my lungs! Such frustration. Thanks goodness I kept my old contacts (very old, two years old I think) for such an emergency. It was all dried out and needed to sit in some solution to get it ready for my eye. It is slightly blurry but not as bad as my glasses. I think my glasses are as old as my five year old. I can't see worth a darn with them.

My little girl graduated from Pre-K!

My five year old graduated from preschool yesterday! They performed some songs and danced. My little one is the blonde in the yellow top and tan pants.

She is so excited to go to Kindergarten. She thought she started next week! LOL! I told her she had to wait through the whole summer. She groaned and said that was way too long of a wait! I am glad she loves school. She is one smart little cookie. A bit shy around others, but academically talented! Congratulations sweety!