Thursday, July 19, 2012

You have what in your nightstand?

  While this has nothing to do with raising daughters, I find it super funny, therefore I feel the need to share it with you.  In a not so odd exchange at midnight with my husband, I told him I liked that his lamp has 2 brightness choices.  His lamp looks like a japanese pagoda and I am pretty sure it came from Japan.  This started a conversation about who had what on/ in their nightstand.  Come to think of it, I think I saw a King of Queens that went down similar to this. 


RJ-  I have a japanese light, a box with a knife in it, a bottle of throat cloraseptic, an empty bottle of throat cloraseptic.  I have psp accessories, a star wars book, Jurassic Park, and an unopened box of harry potter legos. 


Me - I also have a box of harry potter legos!  I have a track suit, 2 ugly ties, some 2 year old people magazines, a cutout picture of gwiny's face, 5 ponytail holders, and a bottle of ear drops. 


So thats that.  Now the world knows. 

Monday, July 16, 2012

VBS Round 1

  While I am sure I could write a fantastic and emotional blog about my personal views on religion and how and why I consider myself a Christian without the need for a home church, I will not be doing that today. Neither will I be explaining how important I believe it is to give the girls every opportunity to become a much better Christian than I.  As of tonight the two older girls they have officially gone to 3 VBS nights this summer.  Two at Kara's church and tonight they had their first night at the church for which they enjoyed VBS last year. I'm sure you can tell that I am trying very hard and not so coherently, not to give away these locations so people can't come creep up on my family.  
   I would like to tell you the lessons the girls learned at VBS, but all they tell me about is what they ate and what crafts they did.  So that will not be happening either. I will let you know, that tonight was the first night ever that Emma was allowed to participate in an event hosted by someone other than friends and family.  This gave me a great deal of anxiety, but I knew she was in good hands.  I just hoped that my daughter would not be the one that the teachers go back to their families and say "that girl is a handful." 
    First this story is going to take an odd detour into the back seat of my SUV.  Don't get your hopes up.  This is no 50 Shades story.  And no, I have not read that book, so I can only assume. 
   My girls love to have the strangest conversations in the car.  I know we have some weird ones while we are out of the car, but we have a nice girl club house when just the 4 of us are in there.  In the last week, I have spent one and a half hours of driving up to town and back explaining the entire premise of the Hunger Games Trilogy.  I have heard the girls whispering about what boy is cute and who kissed them.  They have hurt each other, played simon says, made up their own songs, and sang at the top of their lungs karaoke style with me.  And this is how our VBS night 1 conversation went down, keep in mind a talked a lot more than this, but my words are not funny so I am choosing to omit them :

Me:  Did you have a good time?  What did you do? 

Gwin:  All the kids in my class were bad.  One girl called the teacher Mr. Booger. 

Izzy:  All the kids in my class were good.  We talked about how my teacher's daughter is a pilot. 

Gwin:  Is your teacher pretty?  Were you the prettiest girl in your class?

Izzy: Yep, she was pretty,  Yes.  I am the prettiest.  Were you the prettiest in your class? 

Gwin: Yes, but it was like I was invisible.  A teacher took a picture of everyone at my table except me.  

Me:  Emma did you have a good time? Your teacher told me you were sad. 

Emma: Yeah, I ate chips with Nana. 

Me: Nana wasn't there baby. 

Emma:  Yes, Nana was there.  I ate chips with her.  I made new friends. 

Me: Nana wasn't there.  Are you excited to go back tomorrow? 

Emma: No.  I no go back tomorrow. I don't want to play with my new friends, I don't want to play with Nana, I want to stay home and eat cheetos. 

Emma: Some lady changed my diaper. It's a boy diaper. 

Gwin:  Why? 

Emma: I went potty on the toilet and they gave me a new one.  I will see Nana tomorrow.  I get a new sticker. 

Izzy:  I ate a granola bar.  

Gwin:  That granola bar was huge.  I couldn't eat it. 

Emma:  I want some cheetos. 


Monday, July 9, 2012

Summer 2012

  This summer we have done so many fun things it is hard to keep up with my own schedule.  Thank goodness I have two amazing calendars.  One in the kitchen and one in the girl's wing.  Somehow, my June schedule was completely booked before the last week of May.  Crazy right?  And now as we are entering the second week in July, this month is nearing max capacity.  What is it that we do you ask?

We play with our friends. 

We go to Baby Showers. 

And Birthday Parties. 

And we go on super fun vacations. 


We take the kids to Grandma and Grandpa's House and get picture texts that apparently will not upload here. 

We get visits from friends. I can't believe I didn't get even one picture of Jo when she was here.  Not cool me.  

I take pictures that look like this:


I let the girls use the camera and they take pictures that look like this:
Which you gotta admit is pretty great for a self photo. 

We shoot a b b gun and get this picture that has the South written all over it. 


And because neither of my handy dandy calendars are right in front of me, I don't remember the rest of wheat we have done this summer.  Oh we did spend last weekend fixing a faucet that broke in the house, no pictures of that either though.  

   To end my June post I would like to leave you with a few quotes from my crazy daughters. 


Emma at Target:   I really really want this drink.   Its not good, but it's tasty.  

Izzy talking to Gwin in the car:   Do frogs get presents for Christmas Eve?  Gwin:  No.  Izzy in disbelief:  Not Even New Lillypads? 

Gwiny talking to me:  I want to go back to school.  I like learning from someone other than you. 

Me:  Don't throw your starburst trash on the ground.  It might hurt animals that try to eat it.  Izzy:  Like what kind of animals?  Horses and Unicorns?  

Gwiny:  I know what you are going to do while we are gone.  Sleep for 3 days and go on 1 date.  (oddly enough, I am not nearly as tired when I am not chasing 3 kids, who knew!) 

 Emma:  You took a shower.  Your hair feels comfy.   Me:  Do you know what comfy means?  Emma:  Yep, its reading a book.  Comfy means, sitting on a pillow eating cheese.