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(Bathroom Protocol: “I’ll do it by myself, Momma.”)

Aubrey Said: I Don’t Wanna Go to School

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Aubrey decided AFTER I got in the car pool line this morning that she wanted me to walk her in to her classroom. It was too late to do anything about it and I told her she would have to walk by herself but the other teachers would help her get there.
Me: Aubrey, unbuckle your seatbelt and open the door, it’s time to get out.
Aubrey: I don’t wanna go to school. I want you to walk me.
(PLEASE keep in mind yesterday I INSISTED on walking her and she was totally put out with me because she could do it all by herself…”I KNOW how to follow the arrows, Momma!”)
Me: Aubrey, you have to get out of the car, there are cars behind us and other kids waiting to get out.
I got out of the car with my frizzy ponytail and practically still in my pjs and opened her door.

Aubrey: I won’t walk Momma. I won’t, I won’t take one ssstep.

I lifted her out, put her backpack on her back, gave her a kiss and got back in the car.

She stood stock still until I started driving at which point she started running beside the car…not in a pitiful sad kind of way, but a “HEY, wait! If you drive off you can’t see that I AM STILL STANDING here and NOT moving” kind of way. She was quickly busted by a watchful teacher and marched straight to her classroom.

Don’t worry about her, she looked back at me over her shoulder with an evil grin and waved.

Emma Said: Let’s Make a Sandwich

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I was lying in the bed with Shuggie and Emma late last night, Emma was between Shuggie and I on the bed. She reached her skinny little arms around both of our necks and said, “I wuv you guys so much…wet’s make a sandlich. I be the jeddy and yous be da bwead!”

Emma Said: Let’s Pretend

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I made a chicken casserole with brown rice and green beans for dinner. It apparently didn’t meet up to Aubrey’s dinner expectations, so she was sent to her room until her attitude improved. Once she left, Emma…a.k.a. Snow White, said, “Butt is not a nice worwd, isn’t it Momma?”
Me: No it’s not.
Emma: Wet’s pretend we’re eatin’ butt Momma…
(Cue hysterical laughter from Shuggie and myself.)
Emma: What? What is it Mommy? What’s so punny?

Emma Said:

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Emma is doing just fine without her older sister at home. I guess I seriously underestimated the child…it is quiet in the house without Aubrey here, but so far- no one is complaining! Emma has been playing all morning, lying on the sofa bed with Shuggie having her back and head scratched and watching Dora. I overheard her a few moments ago say, “Shuggie, would you do that again? I wub dat…” I’m thinking as long as Shuggie keeps scratching, Emma is going to stay quiet!

Aubrey’s First Day of School

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Aubrey just got home from her first day of kindergarten and as we pulled into the driveway she said, “Momma, my legs are so tired I can’t walk one more step. Will you carry me?” I carried her and all of our stuff inside (it’s the first day, she can walk by herself tomorrow) and continued quizzing her about her day.

Aubrey: My teee–cher made me wear my shoes and socks ALL day. Her wouldn’t let me take them off!
Me: (Knowing how she likes to sleep in the buff, I was quite relieved that was all she tried to take off.)

She continued to tell us everything she did all day long, coloring, “learning the calender”, eating lunch in the lunchroom, eating a popsicle for snack time.
Me :Oh Aubrey, that sounds like so much fun! You get to do it again tomorrow!
Aubrey: TOMORROW? (Full volume whine!) I am SO tired, I don’t want to go back!!

Only thirteen more years to go….

Emma Said

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Aubrey is at school, so Emma and I have celebrated by going to Schick-pill-a (Chick-Fil-a if you don’t speak Emma) and had ourselves a grand old time. I thought she might need a little distraction from missing her sister, best friend and constant companion. They’ve never really been away from each other for more than a few hours and I was braced for an emotional day for Emma.

By chance, we happened to meet a little boy who will be in Emma’s class this year. I introduced her and she looked at me with a mouth full of nuggets and said, “I don’t want any boys in my class.” Hm, well- too bad.

We were washing our hands, and my distraction seemed to be working quite well because she hadn’t even mentioned Aubrey.
Me: Emma, where is Sissy?
Emma: At ‘coool.
Me: Do you miss he-
Emma: NOPE!

Alrighty then.