Top Heavy Balloons

Kristina, you'll recognize this story since you were on the phone with me while it happened...let me tell you...the laughing was PAINFUL!!!

So the other day I was in my roon talking to my friend, Kristina, on the telephone when my little girl, Ashlynn, came in to complain that her sisters were playing with her two balloons. They were going to put water in them and make the pop and that was just NOT ok with her, and the mere fact that they were even touching them was beyond reasonable because they belong to HER. "OK," I tell her, "I'll take care of it in a minute."

Well, a minute came and went, I'm still on the phone and there sounds to be peace and compromise happening in the home with the girls. GREAT! Teamwork. I LOVE IT!

LOL...yes, well, I had NO idea what they were "working" on together.

Here's what I found out:

While laying on the bed nursing my baby and chatting away with Kristina (it really wasn't as long as it may sound...I think a grand total of 12 minutes and some seconds for the ENTIRE conversation which goes through the majority of the following story) Karlie pops into my room and says something like, "Presenting the Amazing Ashlynn!" So I look up toward the door expecting to see my little princess spruced up with some play make-up or wearing some fun little hair do... Just then Eliana sweeps in and announces, "Their names are Hot and Cold." Huh?! Who's names are Hot and Cold? About 4 seconds later Ashlynn comes BOUNCING in with her two balloons filled with water, stuffed into one of my bras inside her shirt! She looked like a little Dolly Parton, minus the massive amount of make-up and year supply of hair spray. So, I laugh, because, dang it, it was FUNNY. She's standing there making her chest rise up and down so the balloons with jump and jiggle...you know, it was so fascinating for her. Eliana tells me the filled one balloon with hot water and the other with cold...I don't know why, but it must have felt wierd. So they're just reveling in their fun of simple augmentation making all kinds of noice so I leave the room and head for the quiet in the family room.

Moments later, here comes Karlie. She now has my bra on and the two balloons safely snug inside. She slides up to my side and with this hilariously husky voice says, "I'm HOT!" and then glancing downward from one side to the other raising the appropriate shoulder to elevate her chest, she says, "...and this is Chili, and this is Pepper!"

OH MY GOSH!! Are you kidding, I could hardly stand it...it was so funny!

She then takes off her shirt and is standing here with my balloon filled bra on, I tell her they're really too high to be a representation of really ones and begin to pull them down a bit on her chest (Look, there were no boys in the house and it was just cute to watch them trying to emulate 'women'...shoot me for thinking they were amusing at that very moment) Eliana, with a certain amount of disbelief and light-hearted criticism, scolds me, "So you're going to make it so it looks like she could really have them?!" Karlie replies with a whole lot of "duh" in her voice, "Yeah, she like them" while running her left hand down the side of her left balloon. OK, I'm beginning to have a need for an oxygen mask and a diaper...you know, it was simply hysterical.
THEN she does the unthinkable for which I'm going to need resuscitation; she grabbes hold of each balloon and kisses the right sided followed by the left in this "gym-nut, Jock, self-loving, muscle adoring approval thing" sort of way. TOO MUCH!!! This girl is a riot!!

Black Eyes and Stripes

Yesterday morning on my way taking my girls to the school we were listening to music--having a good time when all of a sudden I see movement out of the corner of my right eye. I look over and see this big ol' fat cat...no, little dog...NO, RACOON...bookin' it toward the road where I would be in 2.573 seconds. This little bandit was racing out from behind a house just 2 lots away from the school, in fact their back yard fence boarders their soccer field. School wouldn't be starting for another 15minutes which meant children could still be walking up past that house--or the one acrossed the street to which the raccoon ran to--and not know exactly what they were creeping up onto. Those little guys aren't the most friendly, they are defensive, they carry--or have the potential to--parasites and viruses like rabies, and children are so curious and naive that they'd probably try to catch it, pet it, or even tease it. Gosh, could you imagine?!

I told the crossing gaurd since her she works for the Ogden City Police Department and the principal of the school to beware if a child comes in with a "cat" bite that it might not actually be so.

This is when I hear they've been having an "invasion" of sorts of raccoons in that area...nice. I don't wish those little critters any harm; I do, however, worry more about children than them.

Sports Physical

I realize that most people have this already figured out; but just in case, I thought I'd pass this little tidbit by.

When your son expresses and interest in sports at school and you enthusiastically agree, and when the school for which your son will be playing sports for alerts you to the convenience of having a physician come to the school to give all the athletes a physical, one needs to understand that this REALLY does mean a COMPLETE physical and IF your son has not had THAT particular exam, a loving, thoughtful, and UNbraindead parent would kindly explain, warn, mock...SOMEthing to give the poor soul a heads up BEFORE he's dumbfoundedly turning his head to cough!

Yeah, that would be a nice, thoughtful thing of which THIS not unbraindead parent did NOT do, and my brave--if UNimpressed--son came home wanting answers yet lacked a burning desire to talk to ME to get them! Hmm...

Today is Miss Ashlynn's first day of school EVER...she's a big Kinderkid now. She was so excited to start school and fire me; no more mornings with Mommy!

She has a wonderful teacher, as does all the others: Hillcrest simply doesn't have negative teachers--it's the cream of the crop for them!

Doesn't she look cute!?

We had a bit of a difficult start to our morning though, because yesterday she just thought it be a REALLY good idea if she used her scissors (you guessed it) to cut some of her hair (and YES, again) right in FRONT! So I used scissors to soften the blunt carving in her mane, then with added and sudden disappearing act of ALL usable hair accessories we had to fight against the evil bad-hair-day powers at work; it was difficult, somewhat painful, but we made it through with minimal casualties and a pretty cute looking little girl---well, the cute little girl part was never in question.

It was sad for this Mama, it was like taking the last walk down a long, dark hallway to an execution or something...For ME...my little partner was moving on to bigger better things and I'm not left to be the big grown up all by myself...Until Mykayela starts to take over, that is.

Oh these milestones come so quickly and they're so bitter sweet. I'm excited to hear all about her day at school today!

Mykayela

My little sweetheart has just cut her first tooth on the top...the upper right tooth came through last night--or early this morning depending on how you want to look at it. When we went to bed the tooth was cover by her gums but when we got up it was poking right out there.

She's started saying words I can identify, too: Mommy (ALL of the time), Thank You (DA Du), and Daddy.

She started walking 5 weeks ago tomorrow and hasn't looked back...she's trying to RUN everywhere.

Earlier today I took her into the bathroom and she played peek-a-boo with herself in the mirror, cracked herself up spinning around...it was the funniest thing ever!

She's growing so fast...I really like the little personality she has...although, I discovered today that she has a TEMPER! lol cute for now.