Give up...she doesn't get it! More tales from Primary.....

At church a couple weeks ago, they were playing a game to quiet the children. One child stood at the front of the room quietly and looked for another child who was equally quiet. The picker (sounds like a hygiene problem) would pick a quiet child. The picked (sounds like a zit) would go to the front and have their turn. Round and round the game went--the picker would pick, the pickee would pick a new picker, and so on. The kids really seemed to enjoy this game and the room was the quietest it had been the entire hour....except for my kid. Sassy was bouncing up and down on my lap, waving at the reverent kid in front, "whispering" loudly, "Pick me kid! Pick me!" I tried to explain to her that she had to be quiet to be picked, when "Prince Charming" (that is how he introduced himself the first day of class) tapped my knee and said seriously, "Give up! She doesn't get it!" How true...how true....Thanks again Prince Charming!

Who needs real flowers?

For Valentine's, Doughie made me a paper flower. It is her own pattern and I was impressed with her skills. She tries to be crafty but isn't always successful. However, this time, she did great. She told me, "I didn't waste my money buying you flowers....that would be crazy when there are important things to buy like webkinz! So, I made you one instead."

I will take a homemade flower any day......besides, who can dispute her logic?


This is a pic of her paper flower and a flower she made out of Pixos. What a girl!

It gets Better........NOT!!!!

This is a continuation of this morning's post.

This happened a few hours after what I reported earlier.

What is this? It is the inside of my newly cleaned car. The weather was so beautiful (a balmy 40') that I thought I would clean out a few french fries before we went on our errands.
Why did I take a pic of my car? The car is locked, thanks to Sassy, and the car keys are on the seat. I have one door that never locks--always has to be manually locked--ironically, today was the day it decided to work!! Sassy hopped out of the car, after locking the doors and proudly said, "I locked the doors! You're welcome mommy!"

After much hyperventilating and trying to open the doors by brute strength and mind power....I noticed this:

The reading lights are on...I am trying to be positive...at least it wasn't the headlights!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

I am staying in bed tomorrow!!! All I have to say is that it is a DARN good thing she is cute......

Why you should NEVER use Tylenol PM

I woke to find this:

What is it? My butter tray.
Why does it look like this? Sassy loves butter and those are her claw marks. I guess she was making her own breakfast.

I went to pour some milk, to find that the milk was missing.
I found it here:

This is Sassy's "hidey hole" where she stashes her treasures. Apparantly, she needed some milk to wash that "delicious" butter down.

I opened it to find this:

What is this? Sassy's straw from her Happy Meal the night before. I wasn't very "happy" to see it.

I then decided to go to the only room I can find privacy and have a timeout--before I freaked out. To find this:

What is it? Sassy's potty dumped upside down to make a cozy condo for Spongebob. (Please note: I am only guessing about the condo part.) Thankfully, I never thought I would be thankful for this, Sassy used the equivelant of a roll of toilet paper when she was finished and it eliminated much of the mess.

Why does this all seem staged and why did I have my camera handy? It started with the butter.....I took a picture to show Big C later....and that is when I found the milk.....and so on. During the photo shoot, Sassy was calling "Saweee! Saweee!" from a safe vantage point. It's days like this that I wonder why I ever got out of bed.......:D

Ever had a morning like this? Please share!

Who does Eeyore think he is?

We were watching "Winnie the Pooh" the other day when it sparked an interesting discussion:

Doughie, "Mom, why did Eeyore give Piglet's house away? Did he own it?"

Me, "Well, I am not sure. I don't think he owned it....."

Doughie, "That is so rude!! It was Piglet's home! Piglet needs a house too...just as much as Owl!"

Me, "You have a point....never thought about it....At least Piglet gets to be a hero!"

Doughie (snorts) "A hero? Who wants to be a hero? I would rather have a house!"

She has a point...Yet again, another Disney classic has been changed for me forever. Instead of thinking of "Winnie the Pooh" as the somewhat boring classic about animals, I will now think of it as the tale where a grumpy donkey evicts a shy and stuttering pig (for no reason) to give it to a pompous owl. Interesting......one more illusion gone!

Word to the wise: During these economic times, if Eeyore is standing at your door, don't let the SOB in! :D

What do you think? Was Eeyore within his rights?

What happens while you are blogging.....

She is not happy about being caught. She also has shaving cream smeared all over her legs...


Sneezing!!!

The Shopping Trip

It went something like this:

1st stop: $2 fabric store (this is an honest-to-goodness fabric store--no toys and candy like other "fabric stores")

***The response: "Oh no! Not here!"

2nd stop: Home Depot

***The response: "Again?!! Not again!" (I heart home improvement stores.)

3rd stop: DI (thrift store from Hades)

***The response: "Why? WHY HERE???!!!!!!"

At this point, I honestly believe that if my 3-year-old knew any profanity, I would have heard it. Ironically, if Big C had been with me, I believe his responses would have been nearly identical. (If I really want to torture Big C, I just add Winco to the mix on a Saturday)

Have you had any similar shopping trips?