getting caught up on project life.....and realized this hilarious conversation with ally never made it to the blog. It's a good one.
God bless this sweet girl. She makes me laugh every day.
In fact, today she had me laughing early in the morning. We arrived at preschool (30 minutes from home)and I hear a tiny whisper from the back seat:
Ally- "um mom, we need to go back home real quick"
Me- "Why?"
Ally- 'I forgot to put my shoes on"
Seriously?
Dear Ally,
Today you got a new pair of jammies.
They are teal, with a white number 5 on the back.
They cost me $80.00 and a big lesson in parenting (+ lots, and lots of sitting).
Before I put the jammies in your drawer, I cleared it with Daddy and the school psychologist.
Even though I wanted them *not* to be jammies. I'm trying to do the right thing.
I hope by putting them in your drawer, I'm not giving you the message that I agree with your judgement that you can't do it.
I hope you have sweet dreams about Mia Hamm while wearing these new jammies.
Love, Mommy
p.s. Please be advised,I *will not* be buying you any more $80.00 jammies. Next time, I might not fold.
Oh... Ally... when will you ever learn?
***totally retorical- I'm still learning******
Seriously she has quite the mouth. Remember "I no have to!" and Steps to a Seattle Meltdown ?
I think Ally has set a new personal record. Today she sat in time-out..not 1, 2, or even 3 times...she managed to sit in her corner throne a whopping 4 times all in a matter of 2 hours.
Offense number 1 was for telling me "NO!"...(Um, yea, actually kid you don't get to tell me no.)
Offense number 2 occurred when I asked her to put her shoes away and she spit at me (stuck out her tongue and blew a full-on raspberry at me)
Offense number 3 was for peeking at Paige's cards (after two reminders to not look) during a game of sequence and then screaming out.. 'I SAW IT YOU DOT A UNICONE!!!"
And offense number 4 is my personal favorite. When I told her it was time to pick up her toys she shouted ' 'this is my wust life ev-ah!' (translation- "this is my worst life, ever!")
Really? That's all you got??? Surely you jest.... You meant to say your worst day ever, right?
It took everything in me to not laugh. I put her to bed early after a long talk about how words can hurt people (inside I'm thinking blah, blah, blah- and in all reality she probably was too)... When I kissed her goodnight, she looked at me and said 'sow-wee Mama. I be better tomow-o'.
She's forgiven.
Last night as we were getting ready for our Friday night family movie night, I asked Paige to bring down some blankets and pillows from upstairs. She quickly ran upstairs and of course Ally was right on her tail. This is the conversation that followed once the girls came back down with the pillows and blankets.
Jason: "Ally, are you Paige's little back-up?"
Ally: "no, I her follow"
Really, is that the cutest thing or what? Ally really is Paige's little 'follow'.
*sorry for the slow 'news week' around here. Work has been a little hectic and I needed to finish a few projects. Stay tuned for: the Harvest Festival (including a very funny fish story), a new edition of Grammie's jammies, bowling, family movie night, and Aubrey's 1st birthday. This picture was taken earlier today at Aubrey's first birthday. As a special surprise for Alison I made sure that my girls were bow-less. Man, she really does look like a big kid.
The Moons and stars must have been aligned or something, because we had only a few meltdowns during our Seattle trip. This one was classic Ally. For you signers out there, she actually got out her 'classifier-listing-hand' and proceeded to list "I not wok, I not dunna wun, I not dunna sit in da strolluh, I dunna puss the strolluh!"
We're heading out of town today to go to my cousin Lark's wedding. Check back Sunday night for pictures. I still need to post photos from last week's trip to Uncle Greg's and Auntie Sharon's (and the trip to San Fransisco)....I'm waiting for pictures...(hint, hint- B, can you send them to me :)
Ally has provided some serious comedic relief lately. In the past two days she's managed to bring me to tears (with laughter), and managed to make Paige cry (while I laughed).
Incident #1
We have lots of rules here at the H household. Who gets to open Charlene's door (we divide the honor into morning and afternoon), who gets to get in the shower/out of the shower first, etc. The newest rule is who gets to pick the car entertainment. Since we spend an hour in the car each day, this is quite a big deal. The options are: listening to a book on tape, listening to the radio, or listening to a CD. After much bickering about whose turn it was, I decided that Paige would be in charge of the morning car entertainment and Ally could be in charge of the afternoons. This has been working quite well since being implemented last week.
On Tuesday afternoon, we piled in the car and headed to swimming lessons. Knowing that it was her turn to choose, Ally said "hmmm.....what I wan wisten to....Maybe....Hmmm what I wan wisten to.....hmmm" (hmm, what do I want to listen to????.......) By this time, Paige is getting impatient and says to Ally "Ally, just spit it out already!"
Ally did just as she was told. She spit at Paige.
I of course BURST out laughing. I mean really it was funny. Paige of course can't figure out why I'm laughing and starts to cry saying "It's not funny! Spitting isn't nice. It just means to say it FASTER!". Picture this: Paige is crying and I'm laughing, which only encourages Ally to continue spitting while saying 'pit it out! pit it out!" (spit it out, spit it out!).
Once I was able to compose myself, Ally proceeded to actually choose her CD, while I gave Paige a quick lesson on idioms and figurative vs. literal speech.
Incident #2
On Wednesday night we were playing a family game of phonic bingo. The object of the game is to match the letter tiles to the pictures. Each player chooses a tile, if the letter on the tile is the initial sound of one of the pictures, then you get to place it on your card. Paige knows all her letter/sounds, so this is a perfect game for her. Naturally this game is a little harder for Ally since she's only 2. Ally knows the letters in her name and 'W' (who knows why), so we just point to where she needs to put them and show her the 'match'.
We played a few rounds, and Ally ended up picking a 'w' and yelled: "I know dat...dat a double-you" (I know that one! It's a w). I explain to Ally that W says /wuh/ and tell her to look at her card and see if she can find something that starts with /wuh/.../wuh/. I figured after a quick glance, I'd tell her that she didn't have anything that started with a W and that she needed to put it back in the pile.
After a quick second Ally screams out "I dot a match, I dot a wion" and proceeded to put the W on a picture of a lion. Naturally, Paige couldn't let this go, she proceeded to lay into Ally about how she was wrong, and that Lion started with an /L/ NOT a /W/.
I guess in addition to working on idioms with Paige, I'll need to work on Ally's W for L substitution.
Totally unrelated observation. So...... I finally finished reading The Time Traveler's Wifea few days ago. I don't know what you all were thinking, but I thought it totally sucked (sorry Mom, I know you hate that word, but there really isn't a better adjective). Kaleena, Michelle, and Alison talked it up and I could barely get through it. Normally I read pretty fast, but it took me over a week to read it. I kept thinking it would get better. I kept feeling like I was missing something. Those of you that liked it must be higher-up on the literary totem pole or somethin'. I started reading Plain Truth last night and am loving it (and am halfway finished).
This post has 2 objectives:
1. To publicly thank God that we don't have to go to another check-up for a whole year...
2. To post some photos of the girls in the the cutest outfits ever (gifts to the girls from Nonnie)....
Paige had her 5 year check up (and kindergarten physical) and Ally had her 2 year check-up this week. You'd think that they could schedule these on the same day, right? Nope, not so. They were back to back Tuesday and Wednesday.
Paige knew she was getting shots (I'm an idiot I know. I actually had her write it on her calendar.....note to self, next time Paige gets shots, an hours notice will be sufficient). Having said that, we've had to talk about the shots for 29 DAYS STRAIGHT!
I wasn't quite prepared for all the things that her five year check-up would entail. She had both her hearing and vision checked, a complete physical and 5 shots...yep, FIVE. Holy crap. The nurse was super fast and had all the needles and band-aids ready. Poor Paige, she totally lost it. As the nurse poked her the first time, she started crying hysterically; Ally looked up at her and said "ba-ba kye" (Paige cries). Of course, this only sets Paige off even more. She finally settled down after a few minutes (right in time for the sucker, which she waved in front of Ally's face, declaring "YUM...too bad you don't have one")
We left on a good note...Paige happily devouring her sucker, and Ally pushing the elevator buttons.
And then my cell phone rings.
It's the receptionist from the doctor's office. Apparently they forgot to get a blood sample from Paige. They inform me that it's no problem, they'll do it during Ally's appointment on Wednesday.
Um, yeah, not a problem for THEM. Now, I have to hear about the stinkin' shots for a WHOLE 'NOTHER DAY.
So, Wednesday rolls around. As the doctor walks in the door Ally says "you div me sot, I det a tandy?" (you give me a shot, and I get a candy?). Nice. The doctor totally laughed. After the exam, the nurse gave Ally two shots in her thigh. Mind you, Paige had set the example of being a total and complete drama-mama. You'd think Ally would follow suit. Not so. As the nurse pricked Ally, Ally looked at her with the most irritated face and yelled "OOOUUUUCCCHHHH!" which was quickly followed by a sweet declaration of "you det me a tandy" (you get me a candy). Ally got her sugar-free lolly-pop and was totally over it.
Then it's Paige's turn to get pricked. Holy heaven, she threw a fit. She REFUSED to let the nurse prick her finger; so much so, that the nurse eventually pricked her big toe. At this point Paige is crying out "OW, OW, OW, you're hurting me OW!"
Ally takes this opportunity to announce "I det a sot, I tay OOOUCCCHHH! Paigeee det a sot, Paigee kye" (I get a shot I say ouch! Paige gets a shot, Paige cries) all the while waving her sucker in Paige's face.
Sweet revenge.
