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Walking The Dog

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No, we don’t have a dog. As you may remember, we don’t “do” pets very well. But that didn’t stop Emma from taking her dog on a walk. Emma found this rope in her Daddy’s shop a few weeks ago. I took it away from her because she kept tying chairs to couches, and garbage cans to barstools. It was quite cumbersome and extremely ANNOYING, so I confiscated it. I put the rope on top of our refrigerator, a.k.a. Toy Purgatory (I should take a picture of it for you one day. It’s absolutely RIDICULOUS the amount of stuff that is up there.)

A few days ago Emma begged me for the rope and said, “I pwomise Momma, I will not tie up nuffin’. I pwomise! Pwease, Momma PWEASE can I hab my rope back?”
I caved. She’s cute. I was powerless. I have no defense.
Approximately 3 minutes later I heard Sadie panting and barking and Emma yelling, “GOOD DOG!”
As they walked through my office I cocked an eyebrow at Emma.
“Welllllllll, Momma. Her wikes it. And I didn’t TIE huh up, I just wapped it awound huh a bunch of times….”
Touche. And Sadie did wike it.

What toys do you routinely have to take away from your kiddos?

Sleepy Much?

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Sadie (2) falls asleep in the car on a regular basis when we are going to pick Emma (4) up from preschool, but I can never get her transferred to her bed without waking her up. Then she cries. And we read books. And we sing the ABCs. And we rock. And we sing Barney. And we rock. And finally she sleeps.

So I was a little surprised when she fell asleep on our way to the grocery store this morning and didn’t wake up when I got her out of her carseat. OR when I carried her through the freezing cold into the store. OR when I got a buggy. (That’s a grocery cart to all you Yanks.) OR when I laid her in the buggy…

OR when I spent 45 minutes grocery shopping. Seriously, I’ve been tired in my life, but I don’t EVER think I’ve been tired enough to sleep on a wire rack.

She woke up just as I was checking out and had the same look on her face that I have when I to watch “Axe Men.” (Lots of crinkled eyebrows and, “Say WHUT-s?”)

Gurrrrl, I’ll Fix Your Hair

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This morning Emma (The Middle One) got impatient while I was dressing Sadie (The Wittle One) and asked Aubrey (The Oldest One) to fix her hair for school. And boy-hidee, did she EVER.

I asked if I could take a picture and Emma was proud to show off her ‘do. Aubrey was proud to show off her handiwork and Sadie was like, “A PICTURE? HEY, LOOK AT ME!!!”
It’s what we call a win/win/win.

Harry Potter

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I mean, really? I assure you that my two-year-old has never, EVER seen Harry Potter. Every time the big girls want to watch something on TV I ask them what they want to watch, Aubrey and Emma usually vote for SpongeBob and Tom & Jerry, respectively.
Sadie always, ALWAYS busts in with, “I wanna watch Harry Potter, Mom.” She doesn’t know how old she is. Or what she is talking about.
Silly baby.

Happy Birthday Sadie!

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Sadie Plum is TWO! Aye-yi-yi, where does the time go? I woke that sweet baby up singing Happy Birthday to her and she was grinning from ear to ear. While I was changing her diaper I asked her, “What kind of cupcakes do you want Mommy to make for you today?”
Sadie held up two fingers and said, “I wan TWO!”
Amen, baby girl.
We ended up making some Christmas treats instead. I pulled a stool up for her and let her really get her hands dirty. After I finished rolling the peanut butter balls in melted chocolate, I passed the spoon to the birthday girl. She licked the spoon and said to herself, “OH. Happy bird-day.”
I love this kid.

And Then There Was One…

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My kids are already out of school for Christmas and my mother came into town to rescue me from one of the worst weeks in recent history, and to take my oldest two back to Birmingham with her from some grandmother bonding time.

I was excited to be able to give Sadie, my youngest, my undivided attention for a few days. About 5 minutes after my mom and daughters left, Sadie started asking for Shuggie (my mom.)

Sadie: I want Suuuuggie.
Me: Shuggie is gone, baby. But you have Mommy ALL to yourself. We can do whatever you want…
Sadie: NO! I not wike it! I wan see Shuggie wight now!

Sadie has simmered down since then and realized I’m not such a bad second choice. We have sat down to eat meals together, built towers of blocks, read stacks of books (as the third child I’m not sure if she even realized that I knew how to read,) and spent plenty of time snuggled up together watching Barney.

No matter how many kids you have, when you have one less, you MARVEL at how easy life is. Take away two kids? And seriously, it’s like being on vacation over here. Having just one child in the house went straight to my head and I actually thought I could sit down for a few minutes to drink my coffee and watch the news this morning. Something I haven’t done in MONTHS. When I walked into the kitchen I remembered WHY I haven’t done it in months…


That’s tumeric. I have absolutely no idea why I bought it or what I’ve ever put it in but I will tell you that it stains your skin yellow if you touch it. I look like I’ve been making mustard sandwiches and using my hands as knives.

Fewer children in the house means I also have unlimited time to spend getting Sadie in the bed at night. And when she closes her eyes and pretends to sleep to make me stay in her room longer, I really couldn’t care less what color my hands are…