"The Lizard Of Goz"

The Belle has a new favorite movie. She really hasn't been interested in movies for long. The only movie that she would sit and watch the entire time was "Monsters Inc". She likes "The Little Mermaid", "Finding Nemo", "Cinderella", and "The Aristocats" but, none held her attention throughout the entire movie. As we were flipping through channels the other night we came across "The Wizard Of Oz". She immediately wanted to watch it and got very upset when we made her go to bed. The May was also enjoying "DORFY and FOFO". So, when The Belle woke up the next morning the first thing she asked to watch was "The Lizard Of Goz". So, being the great parent I am we began to watch it. The May got furious when she saw that the beginning was in black and white. She kept crying for Dorfy and Fofo. Once it turned to color she was so happy she screamed: "There's Dorfy and Fofo". Then she was off to play because tv doesn't hold her attention for longer than 3 seconds. Since Monday we have seen it 4 times.

Not So Good Change

When The Belle started talking, we were Mama and Daddy. When The May started talking, we were Mommy and Daddy. We did not promote either it's just what they called us. Well, this week The Belle has began calling us Mom and Dad and we don't like it. It sounds so grown up and professional like. We have no idea what brought about the change. Husband refuses to answer to Dad. I guess by the time she turns 4 she will be calling us by our first names.

Where Was I At?

Husband and I celebrated our 5th year anniversary a week ago. Nana kept the girls while we went out to dinner. When we got back I put my wedding veil (on as a joke). The Belle thought it was so beautiful and she had to wear it. She wanted to know where she was when Momma and Daddy got married. Husband told her she was in heaven. So, I thought oh that was a good response. So, yesterday The Belle brought me a picture she found and asked "where were you and Daddy at in this picture?" I told her we were on our honeymoon at Disney World. She wanted to know if she was there also. I told her no you were still in heaven. Her response: "I don't want to go to heaven, I want to go to Disney World!" Well, great how do you explain that?

As we are driving home tonight we saw a truck very similar to this one. The Belle said "oh wow look at the ears on that truck."
So, funny!

Parenting At Its Best

Gymnastics started back today after a two week break. Since Husband is home for the summer we decided to take The May to gym with The Belle. This way Husband can “man-handle” one while I have the other. On the way to gym The Belle told The May that she was going to teach her everything at gym. I have to admit I was a little nervous because The May has a tendency to get into her own world and not stay on track. But, she proved me wrong. She LOVED it! She followed all the directions and did great. It was definitely a good idea for Husband to go along because it would have been crazy trying to get both girls to actively participate. The cutest thing was that The May learned to jump. All day she has been saying “watch me Mommy” and she’ll do her best at jumping. We were all asleep by 12:30 this afternoon.

Husband went to church tonight while I stayed home to feed, bathe, and put the girls to bed. As he was leaving I decided we would walk to the mailbox. Our mailbox is a little hike down the driveway. It takes about 12 minutes to get there and back. The driveway is in the middle of a field so it is safe for both girls to run. The Belle decided she would push one of the outside play cars and The May decided she would ride in the big red push car. So off we are. My big belly pushing The May and The Belle running as fast as she can to the mailbox. So, we get to the mailbox and The Belle decides she needs to ride in the red car and The May agreed to push the little car. So off we are again until… I turn around and The May is 150 feet behind me playing with rocks. She left the car a good 50 feet behind her. I leave The Belle parked and go get the car and then try to persuade The May to tell the rocks “night, night”. Now I am carrying the little car and pushing the 3 year old in the big car. The May is still playing with the rocks. Well, I pull out a parenting technique that always worked with The Belle when she was this age. I would tell her “bye bye Belle” and she would come running and screaming as fast as she could. So, I say to The May as she is throwing rocks “bye bye May” and she says “bye bye Mommy I wuv ooh”. So, up the hill I go again to go get her. After going through this several times we finally made it back home. I was exhausted so you know what we had for dinner? Popsicles, granola bars, and cookies. Now, that is fine parenting.

Fun Filled Fourth

We had a great 4th of July. The 4th is one of my favorite holidays. It ranks up there with Christmas. We started the day off at Grandmamma and Pappy's with breakfast. Then the games began. We have a new addiction....Wii. After I smoked everyone in bowling we took the kids (The Belle, The May, Margo, and Jude) out to play in the water hose. The girls were restless so we went home for a much needed nap. We went to Nana's and ordered pizza for dinner. Then we were off to the fireworks. We met Josh, Sarah, Margo and Jude at their house and then we walked down to the fireworks. It was so much fun. We had a nice grassy area where the kids could run and play while we waited for the festivities to begin. The fireworks were great. Our local radio station played patriotic music that synchronized with the fireworks. The kids loved it. The Belle said the fireworks were made out of stars and Margo thought they were made out of diamonds. We got home around 11:00 so, everyone was exhausted. It was a great day. I added some pics from the day.

Out of the mouth of babes

As we were pulling in the driveway last night, Husband tells The Belle "look there is little bunny foo foo hopping through the yard." Her response: "Daddy where is little rabbit poo poo at?" So, then The May starts saying " rabbit poo poo where are you?" It was so funny.