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Kids

Tea for Two

  The weather has been beautiful for almost a week now, so when it turned very windy and cold (well, cold for us) yesterday, Alison started going through withdrawals. 
This is how we spent the afternoon:
“Can we go swing?” 
“No, it’s too windy”
“Now can we go swing?”
“No, it’s still too windy.”
“Then can we have a Bar-b-que?” 
“No, it’s TOO
WINDY.”
How about a picnic?”
“NO! OUTSIDE! TODAY!”
“But the SUN IS OUT.”
“Use your imagination to play INSIDE.”

So she did:


                  
She kicked the cats out of their sunny spot on the rug.  
                
Eating your cookie with a knife and fork is just good manners.

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Kids Life in general

Play Pretend

    
                


Alison: Mommy, why are you wearing those?

Me: To cover my eye.

Alison: Are you going to pretend to be somebody else?

Me:  Maybe.  Who should I be?

Alison:  Um.  Tante Rae?

Me: (Uncontrollable laughter) OK, I’ll be Tante Rae today.

                  (the fabulous tante rae)

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Kids

Happy Feet

This morning I was rushing to get ready for the day… it’s my first “real” work day, with a babysitter and everything all scheduled, since Jeremy and I decided to open our plumbing business.  Anyway.  Part of my day was supposed to include going to Curves since I haven’t been in something like 3 weeks and my belly is already getting squishy again.  Although, I’m sure the ice cream, cake, fudge, and whatever else I shoved down my throat over the holidays helped.  Oh, and maybe that whole bag of mini-snickers.  so ANWAY.  I went to put on my running shoes and I felt something really weird in both of them.  I walked a few steps, thinking I’d just check it later (it didn’t feel like a rock or anything, and I really was in a hurry) but then I thought, DANG that feels weird!  So I stopped, took them off and fished out whatever-it-was from the toe of my left shoe.  Alison, my sweet little girl, had told me just yesterday that the dr. scholl’s gel things (are YOU gellin’?) she found in my closet weren’t “put away”.  We’re working on putting things away where they go, so I told her to put them away, then!  Apparently “put away” is in the toes of my running shoes!  Over breakfast I told here I had found them there, and informed her that they were actually daddy’s, and she said, “But Mommy, I wanted YOU to have happy feet!”


What a wonderful start to my day!