A Real Princess

Allie was all done playing with one of those sparkly princess wands when she noticed that her hands and forearms were all glittery. She looked up with big eyes and said,"Mommy, my hands are all sparkly, that must mean I am turning into a real princess!"
I think she really meant it.

People Are Interesting

I took the kids to feed the ducks today. Before we went we had to stop for bread. I always buy two loaves of that super cheap white bread that has no nutritional value for the ducks. They seem to like it a lot. So we are in the store. I am with my three girls and the two other kids I watch during the day, so I had two five year olds, two two year olds and a three year old with me walking to the bread aisle. They are all well behaved most of the time and we do things like this often so I didn't think twice about it. Until...an elderly man came around the corner and saw the kids and started smiling and pointing at the kids and counting them. So I smile and we head to the check out. We pay for the bread and head outside only to find that the man has retrieved his camera to take pictures of the kids. Now, It's not as if we have twenty children or something so I thought this was odd. We just continued on our way, I hope that he was just a nice person who thought they looked cute, but I guess you never know. We finally made our way to the park to feed the ducks and the kids had a great time. Thinking back, I should have whipped out my camera to take a picture of the man taking pictures of my kids. Now that would be funny.

Truth in Advertising

We are walking down the aisle of the grocery store when I start mumbling, "I can't believe how high the prices are going...they have gone up just since last time we were here." Lilly, who is next to me and therefore listening to me mumble, says "but Mommy the balloons all say 'New low prices, not new high prices' ". I looked up and sure enough, 'New low prices' right above my head. Apparently not on what we buy. Go figure.

Too Much Fun

I hear hysterical laughter coming from the bathroom where Allie and Maya are supposedly getting a drink. They are having too much fun for water drinking.
Me: "Allie, what are you guys doing?"
Allie: "Ummmm...getting a drink."
Me: "Come in here right now!"
Maya comes in SOAKED from head to toe, with Allie close behind.
Me: "Allie did you throw water on your sister?"
Allie: "No, I was getting a drink..."
Me: "Tell the truth, did you throw water on Maya?"
Allie: "It was an accident...I didn't mean to throw water on her, I was just getting a drink."
Me: "Soaking your sister is not an accident, you had to throw a lot of water for her to get that wet, please go sit on your bed."

Lillyisms

Lilly's foot fell asleep just now and she looked at me with all seriousness and said,
"My foot is all Frizzy!"
I think that's a pretty accurate description.

Pitter Patter

Last night at about 10:30, I hear running down the hall to my room. I mean running. Allie came flying into my room, jumped into my arms and promptly fell asleep. I told her that I would carry her to her room and cover her up. She snuggled down, looked at me and said, "Mama, when will Spring be here?" and closed her eyes. Sweet little pea.

Baby Books

I have never kept an official baby book for any of my girls. You know, the kind with the blanks and the fill ins and the what happened whens? I do not like those books. It feels like an awful lot of pressure, especially after you have more than one sweet little person going through all of these momentous things. I have always kept a journal for each of the girls. Lilly's first volume is nearly full, and I am on the hunt for a new book to begin for her. The books I have are completely blank, and I like to write to them when something memory worthy occurs. The entries vary according to age, business, and of course, trouble making. When Allie was about two, she went through this phase where she thought that writing implements of any sort were fair game. She used a furniture touch up marker on nearly every piece of molding on the first floor of our house, and made a striped wall next to our fireplace. Where were we while she was doing this? Who knows... She also discovered a bottle of Ketchup on the kitchen shelf one day and proceeded to sneak it out of the room, and to the hallway, creating what can only be described as a crime scene re-enactment. Three quarters of a bottle of squeezy ketchup all over the floor. Nice. So that story is in there, along with some of her famous one liners, my most favorite of which was, "Mommy, this is a great fuckin' party!" At age 2. Thank You, Daddy. I also keep the obvious stuff like growth, milestones, and anything I think they might want to know about if they have kids of their own some day. I used to only write the good stuff, but I didn't want them thibkibg that having kids was all peaches and cream, so I started writing about the not so great stuff, the really hard stuff, and the times they drive me nuts, too. I have to admit, I only write in these books every couple months these days, and I am sure as they get older, they entries will become fewer, but I really enjoy putting down thoughts that I would otherwise forget, or things that I think may help them along the way. I am not sure when I will give them these books, but I hope the pages of their Mom's handwriting will be comforting to them in times of difficulty, and give them joy when I am gone. I love these girls so much and want them to feel it always.