Thank you, Mommy

It is very important to me that I have courteous and polite children, as is probably the hope of most parents. In our house, we are always saying please, thank you, excuse me, etc. The girls have gotten pretty good at remembering. Of course, the other side of the coin is teaching them that just because they say please doesn't necessarily mean they are going to get everything they ask for. So last night, like every night, I went into the girls' room to check on them before I went to bed. They had been sleeping for a good four hours. I covered Sweetie Pie up with her blanket and she lifts her little head and looks me, smiles, and says, "Thank you, Mommy". She puts her head back down and goes to sleep. Insert burning nose and tear filled eyes. This is what being a Mom is all about. That sweet little voice and smile. What an amazing way to end my evening.

Sneaky Sissy

So Sweetie Pie was playing with a singing turtle toy we had from when they were infants and Cupcake decided she wanted it. So Cupcake grabs their Mickey Mouse cell phone and starts having a conversation. She then brings the phone over to Sweetie Pie and says,"Here, Sissy, it's Grammy". Of course, Sweetie Pie upon hearing it's Grammy gets so excited, she grabs the phone, thus releasing her death grip on the turtle leaving it available for Cupcake. She grabs it and runs! How brilliant, yet disturbingly sneaky.

Sprinkled with Great Friends

I hosted a Sprinkle/Playdate today for another Mommy Friend. Just uploaded the pictures and was thinking how fortunate I am to have met such a fabulous group of mommies. The Moms that I surround myself with are such a supportive, fun, and caring group of ladies. We are always doing such fun things with our kids and it is so nice to have friends that know exactly what I go through daily. Note: The little man is crying because he REALLY wants some cake! :) The second photo is of the kids painting onesies for the new baby girl.

Crabby Pants Takes a Nap

On this particular day, my Sweetie Pie was just not a happy camper. Everything was setting her off. She didn't want to get dressed so she was in her jammies most of the day and she was fighting with her sister about everything. I was in the process of fixing lunch and she was pulling on my pants and screaming. I told her to go sit in timeout and calm herself down and I would come get her when it was time for lunch. Cut to two minutes later, I am calling her to the table with no response. I found her fast asleep in her timeout spot. My little crab apple was passed out cold. Too sweet!

Paparazzi or Predator?

A couple weeks ago, Brett and I were shopping at the Disney Store in the mall near our house. We had the girls in the stroller and were talking to each other about possible gift ideas for our niece. A lady comes up to us holding a camera, a small point and shoot. She asks me if it would be okay to take some photos of the girls. Huh? Seriously?!?! I just looked at her like she was insane and said, umm, no. She said okay and walked away. WTH?!?! What was that about? Now, I happen to know that my girls are little cutie patooties but what did she expect my answer to be? What would be her reasons for asking such a question? I hate that I feel this way, but my mind always goes to the worst possible answer. I told Brett we just had to leave because I felt so uncomfortable, like she was lurking around every corner trying to take a secret picture of the girls.

Little Ladies

So my little cutie pies have turned into little ladies without me looking! We are in the process of finishing our basement so we had to make a "quick" run to Home Depot. I told the girls to go wait by the door and put their shoes on. Cupcake tells me, "No, Mommy, pursh". (Translation: No, Mommy, purse). Monkey See, Monkey Do in our house so then Sweetie Pie needed to grab her purse. We go to Home Depot and, tonight, I sit down and spot their purses laying on the floor. It cracks me up to see what they just had to have in their purse for a trip to Home Depot. Sweetie Pie: One plastic cow, five plastic lizards, one cookie monster, Thomas the Train, and the best, a Dairy Queen Ice Cream Sandwich. Cupcake: Cell phone, lipstick, brush, My Little Pony, a blue garbage truck, her Nomee Cheese (Nemo Camera), a Candy Land piece and a plastic strawberry. Both girls came home with a Mickey Mouse paint swatch. How cute is this? These are the things that are important to them today. I love these girls!

Cupcake's Trip to the Emergency Room

Everyone tells you it's going to happen at some point, but I was definitely not ready when it did. My little Cupcake fell on Friday the 13th, no less, and split her cute little forehead open. She was walking across our dining room and just wiped out and hit her head flat on the floor. Brett and I didn't see her fall but as soon as we heard the thump, we knew it was bad! I got to her first and there was so much blood coming from her head. It took my breath away seeing her in so much pain. We immediately applied a cold washcloth to her head but knew we were going to have to bring her to the Hospital. The blood slowed down enough that we were able to put a bandaid on for the ride to the hospital. Our awesome neighbors took care of Sweetie Pie for us so we could give Cupcake all our attention at the hospital. Cupcake was such a trooper and only cried when they had to clean the cut. Thankfully they didn't have to use stitches, they actually were able to glue it. The glue lasts about a week which should be long enough to close it up completely. It just broke my heart to see her have to go through that and I would have traded places with her in a heartbeat if I could. Although, I will say I think she handled it much better than I would! I am amazed by my girls everyday and am madly in love with them! I am so blessed to have such a loving, supportive husband and two healthy, beautiful daughters.