Today was a fundraiser at a local restaurant, Franklins, for C4's and Q2's school. I had originally planned to take them at lunch before I went to work. Then C39 was going to take them at dinner instead. And then C39 was going away, and it was back to me. But then I had to work, and my babysitter was available through lunch. So, back to dinner. But somebody offered to MAKE me dinner. I can't turn that down. I can't.
So, I decided to take them to Franklins for a mid-afternoon dessert snack and then I'd buy them a toy. They didn't know about the toy. But all of that was derailed at the library.
We went to the library for a quickie visit to drop off books and get more books. All was going well. Until at the checkout counter (lending counter? borrowing counter?) Q2 was hot and told me she wanted to take her pants off.
I convinced Q2 that she should keep her pants on, and told her that nobody wanted to see her hinny. She accepted that answer and moved onto playing with the ropes that guide library patrons through the checkout counter line, through the turnstile and out the door.
But C4 thought it very funny. And hiked her dress, dropped her panties, and shouted "Nobody wants to see your hinny!"
*Sigh*
We did NOT get to Franklins.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
What we love about G'ma
Talking with C4 about G'ma she told me what she liked about G'ma
"I liked her peppermints. And I liked playing with her up and down bed. And she was a special lady"
Yes, she was.
"I liked her peppermints. And I liked playing with her up and down bed. And she was a special lady"
Yes, she was.
Accusations, accusations.
Seven days ago C4 and I planted some seeds, including a small pot of Zinnias that she picked out herself.
C4 asked when the seeds would come up. Per the instructions on the seed packet, I told her 7 to 10 days ... so she ran right up to her calendar and marked day 7 as the day the zinnias would come up, then she put her little pot on her windowsill.
Well, you guessed it. Day 7 rolled around and no zinnias. C4 was quite upset. It was on the calendar, after all. So she accused me of lying.
That night I took the pot and put it under the grow-light we have down cellar for the tomato and herb seedlings. Thankfully, the VERY NEXT DAY the seeds started to emerge. Four the first day, then 4 more the next! Yahoo!!!
C4 asked when the seeds would come up. Per the instructions on the seed packet, I told her 7 to 10 days ... so she ran right up to her calendar and marked day 7 as the day the zinnias would come up, then she put her little pot on her windowsill.
Well, you guessed it. Day 7 rolled around and no zinnias. C4 was quite upset. It was on the calendar, after all. So she accused me of lying.
That night I took the pot and put it under the grow-light we have down cellar for the tomato and herb seedlings. Thankfully, the VERY NEXT DAY the seeds started to emerge. Four the first day, then 4 more the next! Yahoo!!!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Q2's bad dreams
Q2 occassionally wakes at night with a bad dream. Usually it involves C4 taking something away from her. Paper. A crayon. Donuts. That would make me cry, too. Last night it was some thing about Greta, and then something about an elephant, I think.
When asked about it this morning on the way to the Building Museum, Q2 confirmed it, she does have bad dreams.
C39: "Did you have a bad dream Q2?"
Q2: "Yes! I had a bad dream about a BIIIIG scary lion. She was a mumma lion. And she was in my bed."
C4: "Ooooh. That WAS a bad dream."
Q2: "No, that was a GOOD dream!"
When asked about it this morning on the way to the Building Museum, Q2 confirmed it, she does have bad dreams.
C39: "Did you have a bad dream Q2?"
Q2: "Yes! I had a bad dream about a BIIIIG scary lion. She was a mumma lion. And she was in my bed."
C4: "Ooooh. That WAS a bad dream."
Q2: "No, that was a GOOD dream!"
Potty training.
Last night Q2 insisted no diaper at bedtime. Not up for a fight about diapers I acquiesced, thinking that I'd put a diaper on her at 10-11 when I went to bed.
But, when I got in at 11, she was perpendicular to the bed, and I woke her up. So, instead of diapering, I took her to the toilet, like we do for C4.
And she stayed dry all night.
Since we've been promising a dog when both girls were potty trained, when C4 found out that Q2 was dry all night, the talk turned to what SIX dogs we were going to get.
The girls sure are going to be disappointed when they realize they can't get two dogs each, and one for C39 & me.
But, when I got in at 11, she was perpendicular to the bed, and I woke her up. So, instead of diapering, I took her to the toilet, like we do for C4.
And she stayed dry all night.
Since we've been promising a dog when both girls were potty trained, when C4 found out that Q2 was dry all night, the talk turned to what SIX dogs we were going to get.
The girls sure are going to be disappointed when they realize they can't get two dogs each, and one for C39 & me.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
What lies between
A friend from high school once made fun of his sister for hitting driving off the road and hitting a telephone pole with her car, instead of driving into the (admittedly) large spaces between poles.
C4's bed is mostly inaccessible. 7/8 of the bed is either 1) the headboard, 2) the footboard, or 3) against the wall. That leaves 1/8 of the bed open to get in and out of.
So, last night, after checking in on Q at 11:00 I walked to C4's room to check on her. Just outside her room I heard a noise like a toy falling. Wondering what toy it was I went in to get C4 up to take her to the potty. But I found her out of the bed, half down on the floor.
7/8 of the bed is un-fall-outable. Yet C4 fell out of the only 1/8 of the bed that she could.
C4's bed is mostly inaccessible. 7/8 of the bed is either 1) the headboard, 2) the footboard, or 3) against the wall. That leaves 1/8 of the bed open to get in and out of.
So, last night, after checking in on Q at 11:00 I walked to C4's room to check on her. Just outside her room I heard a noise like a toy falling. Wondering what toy it was I went in to get C4 up to take her to the potty. But I found her out of the bed, half down on the floor.
7/8 of the bed is un-fall-outable. Yet C4 fell out of the only 1/8 of the bed that she could.
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