smooch

J flew down to Florida for the weekend, so it has just been us girls at home. We've had a good time but can't wait for his arrival tomorrow. I do hate sleeping alone. Even if he does steal the covers, and take up most of my side of the bed.

Here are just a few more quotes I've been meaning to write down before I forget them:


A couple of months ago J said to me:
"Come here Honey, you haven't kissed me in a while,"

Usually if the girls see any smooching they cover their eyes and say 'EWWW! That's 'Dis-tus-king!'

Tia was standing right next to us, so I looked at her and asked, "Tia, what should I do?"

She looked at me with a very concerned face and very adamantly said, "KISS him!"

I laughed a little bit at how seriously she was taking this, and then asked, "But isn't that gross?"

"I'll go in the other room." she said, and without another word she ran into the other room so her daddy could get his kisses.




I love reading to my girls because of comments like these:

"Look at those great illustrations!"
" You can totally tell that those illustrations are made from markers (or clay, or paper, etc.) "

and my favorite, when I'm in the middle of reading a story:

"Mom, I'm kind of losing 'entrance' (interest)."




I was walking up a gigantic hill while pushing Tia in the stroller. She kept wanting me to stop and pick things up off of the side of the street.
"Just let me make it up to the top, before I have a heart attack," I said, "then we can find things for your collection."

"What happens when you have a heart attack?" She asked,
"You usually die." I answered.
"Do your red blood cells get bigger? Is that what makes you have a heart attack?"

Red blood cells? What kid says that?



You know you're a stay at home mom when you're counting to three (or ELSE) and you accidently say
'one..... two...... free.' instead.

Kinda ruins the disciplinary effect... and your six year old has a hard time taking you seriously after that.



Hayley: "Mom, I'm not trying to be difficult, but could I please have a peanut butter jelly sandwich instead?"


When I found out I was pregnant, I was much too excited to keep the news from Hayley, so I asked her if she could keep a secret (dumb question to ask a 6 year old). She said 'yes' of course, so without saying another word I showed her the pregnancy test. (She's very familiar with these, unfortunately)

"What?!" She squealed. "You're PREVNANT? WAAAAAAAHAAA! You're prevnant?? I'm going to tell Daddy!!!!" (as if he didn't already know.)

It was just the reaction I was hoping for.

Time to get ready for church. Today I'll be sustained (or not) as the second counselor in YW.
Kind of scary.

Lots of love,

C