Last night the girls and I made a chocolate layer cake, just because we could. They ate a really healthy dinner and were both allowed to have a small slice afterward. This morning Aubrey climbed in bed with me REALLY early, before 6am, not sure exactly of the hour but it was still dark outside. I was sleeping with my earplugs in but heard a muffled something about Emma eating “that chocolate cake.” I think I grunted and rolled over to go back to sleep.

After dinner tonight, Aubrey came running out of the bathroom and said, “Momma, it was me that ate that chocolate cake, I was just lying to you.”
Me: (trying to remember what exactly she was talking about) Oh.
Aubrey: It wasn’t Emma, Momma. It wasn’t! It was just me and I ate it with my hand and I’m very sorry.

Good to know if I’m not smart enough to catch her, she at least has a conscience!

Aubrey and Emma went to ballet class today. Aubrey has been before but today was Emma’s first class. At dinner tonight, Aubrey said, “Momma, at ballet class today no one was wearing anty panthies.”
Me: How do you know that?
Aubrey: Cause I didn’t see any sticking out of their leo-tarts.

During bath time tonight Aubrey asked some very pressing questions about her Daddy.
“Mommy, when you marry my Daddy, he have hairy armpits or did him shave them?”
Me: I think they were probably hairy.
Aubrey: Did everyone say, “Ewwww, GROSS! Him have hairy armpits?”
Me: Mmm, nope. I don’t think so, I don’t remember anybody saying that.
Aubrey: (VERY disappointed) Oh.

Happy Father’s Day to all the Dad’s out there, regardless if you shave your pits or not!

Aubrey has learned a new word…or so SHE thinks. The word is “useless” and I have figured out from the context in which she has used this word that she THINKS it means “fragile, precious and valuable.”

For example, “Momma I be really careful with my grandmudder’s plate…they are SOOOO useless.” and my personal favorite “Mommy, I will be so gentle with Sadie, she is so useless.”

We’ve had a few close calls in the choking department lately, which has lead to several discussions about what to do when you’re choking and never running when you have food in your mouth.

The girls were chewing gum AND running and Emma began to cough. I reminded them they were not supposed to run with anything in their mouths and Aubrey said, “Yeah, or my Mommy will have to do the BEEEEEE-HIND!”

Say who?