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Aubrey Said: Smell My Pits

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A few nights ago Aubrey was in the bathroom with me after I got out of the shower. She watched as I brushed my hair, moisturized and applied deodorant. I saw her eyeballing my deodorant so I asked, “You want some?”

Her face lit up as she grabbed it and applied it liberally to both arm pits. “Momma, when you go on a date you need a lot of this huh?” (I have no idea what she’s thinking. I love the Zebster but after almost 14 years together, I don’t really break out in sweats on dinner dates.)

“Yeah, I guess you do,” I said.

Aubrey was grinning from ear to ear when she left my bathroom to go put on her pajamas and Zeb heard her yell at her sister as she ran into her bedroom, “Hey Emma! Smell my pits!”

Emma didn’t even hesitate. Bet that doesn’t happen when they’re teenagers.

Double Trouble: Alaska

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Last night at 4:30 I realized it was almost time for AWANA. (AWANA is basically a church youth group for kids ages 4 through 5th grade. They meet at a local church and my kids LOVE it.) We hadn’t been in a few weeks because we’ve been sick, so I thought the girls might want to go.
Me: Girls! It’s almost time for AWANA, do you want to go tonight?
Aubrey: Really Momma? We can go to AWANA right now?
Me: (feeling like a loser because they’ve missed so much) Yes honey, get some shoes on.
Aubrey: Emma! Hurry! Get your jacket, it’s cold there!

They scrambled to get clothes and Zeb helped Emma get her shoes on.

Aubrey: Momma, is it going to take a long time to get there?
Me: No, it’s just a few blocks away.
Aubrey: But Momma, it’s REALLY far.
Me: No it’s not honey. Remember, where Sara goes to church?
Aubrey: (bursts into tears) NO! I don’t want to go to THAT AWANA!!
Me: (seriously confizzled) What AWANA do you want to go to? That’s the only one I know, honey.
Aubrey: DAD! You know! The one we saw on TV!? Where the gold is? THAT AWANA! You said we could go there one day!!
Zeb: You mean ALASKA?
Aubrey: (still crying) YES! I want to go to Alaska!!
Me: Honey, we aren’t going to Alaska on a Sunday night… I just meant church. Do you want to go or not?

She went, but she was totally ticked. And Emma cried when we got to the church and said, “This isn’t Alaska, I don’t want to stay here.”

For. The. Love.

BOO!

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Sadie thought it was hilarious to have hair. And yes, still with the bottle– I said she was going to suck it until kindergarten and I’m not a quitter. And YES, she went to Wal-Mart in her pajamas. But both of her sisters got to school early, my husband is out of town and I had on a bra, makeup AND real clothes, (as opposed to my black Old Navy yoga pants that are no longer really black but more, well, navy and have never, EVER been worn to do actual yoga.) So don’t hate on the bottle or the pjs.

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