Conversations

For those of you who might NOT know by now, Lauren talks from the moment she wakes up until the moment she falls asleep. Her little mouth is moving constantly all day long, and says some pretty hilarious stuff. Sometimes I put them up on "Ramblings of a Lolo", sometimes I forget, and sometimes they are too long to put there.
She's starting to have full conversations - but sometimes they just don't quite make sense. She's still getting the whole question/answer thing.
We had one of my favorites this morning:
Lo: "I need to go potty"
Mom: "Oh, let's hurry and go. Are you dry?"
Lo: "Ummmmm" (bad sign)
Mom: "Sweetie, you need to tell me before you go in your panties. Why didn't you tell me that you needed to go?" (she had just gone a little bit in her panties, but I'm still trying to stress the before part)
Lo: "Because....because we need our panties to be dry." (Makes no sense at all as to why she peed) Lo: "We need to pee in the potty. Are you being happy?" (she changes the subject)
(I'm sitting on the edge of the tub and she's sitting on the potty. Now she gets those big, bright, blue eyes right up in my face and says this in the sweetest, softest little voice)
Lo: "Are you mad at me?"
Mom: "I'm not mad at you, I just wish you would tell me before you pee in your panties"
Lo: "Don't be mad at me"
And that's when my heart melted into a big, gooey mess.

I
LOVE
MY
KIDDO!

Baby For Sale

Yet another example of how my husband enjoys putting our kids in things. He asked if I thought someone would buy Mya if we threw in the bag. I said no, because those bags are only a dollar, that's not much of an incentive. Maybe if we offer drive & load.....
We'll sell her to you cheap, but you have to give her back when she is done teething!

And if this picture doesn't brighten your day, I don't know what will. Look past the disaster of a floor. This was not posed, I was doing laundry and turned around to find them watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse like this. I heart my littles!!!

Belated Happy Father's Day

If my girls could say it, here's what they would say about their daddy:

Lauren

"I would spend every waking moment with my daddy if I could. He's infinitely patient with me, even through my most sassy of moments. He lets me snack all evening long on Goldfish and fruit snacks. I love to have my arms/back/legs/face tickled just like him. He gets up with me in the middle of the night and always seems to calm me down when I have a bad dream. He doesn't care if what I wear matches or not, he lets me wear whatever I want and never makes me do my hair. He is the greatest daddy in the world!!"

Mya

"My daddy puts my name into any and every song he can think of. Even though I cry a lot, I know he still loves me more than anything. He always finds odd things to put me in - Easter baskets, shopping bags, plastic bins, etc. I love him so much, I can't stand to let him so much as wash his hands before he picks me up after he gets home from work. I never have to wear pants when he's home. I love my daddy so much!!!"

I'm so lucky for all the daddies in my life. I couldn't ask for a better husband or father to my kids than Bryan. He balances me out perfectly, and I couldn't do this without him. He works so hard to provide for our family, and we all love him so much. We have such great examples in our own daddies, and they are the best grandpas in the world. We are truly blessed, and so grateful for them and all they do for us.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!

Namaste

I don't even know how to caption these pictures.

We'll just say "Brad teaching Bryan yoga poses - the hilight of my weekend"

Perfect form

Beautiful extension

Tree pose is hard :(

Bring your hands to heart center

Namaste

Mmmmm

I usually don't blog about this kind of stuff, but oh well.

I'm a muffin FREAK and I would eat a dozen a day if I could (I have before, people: pregnancy + muffins = bad news). Anyway, I bought this thinking they were going to taste blah (because they're healthy & all) but they were really good! I had to hurry & freeze the rest after I had one or else I would've eaten them all.

So if you're a "bready" like me, give them a try, they're delish.

Camping = Smarshmallows

We finally went camping for the first time this year at Vernon Reservoir.

We were so excited, and didn't tell Lo about it until a couple of days before. And next time I won't be telling her until we are leaving so that I don't hear "We're going camping, gonna roast smarshmallows" ten million times. Apparently camping and smarshmallows are synonymous - if you mention one , she'll talk about the other.

I'll try to refrain from writing a novel about our trip (for once) - but I'm sure it will end up as one in the end.

Lo with her princess fishing pole getting ready to go fishing her first time with Daddy.

How cute is this?

Bryan caught this fish, but if you ask Lauren, she did. He's trying to get her to kiss it - she almost did but chickened out at the last minute.

Daisy almost enjoyed herself. She wasn't allowed in the trailer this time because she's still shedding her winter coat like crazy. She rebelled by tearing the trash bag down from a tree and spreading it through the campsite while we were gone for 5 minutes the second day. When I saw her she seriously looked at me like "You left me, what did you think I would do?"
The crack is making more frequent appearances now that Lauren is wearing panties. Like father, like daughter :)
I've never seen Mya more excited to go to bed in her entire life. I'm not sure how she feels about camping....
Lo all snuggled up in her new princess sleeping bag. The girls slept surprisingly well - it was very nice! We roasted smarshmallows by the fire on the first night - Lauren was not pleased that they were warm and wouldn't eat one. But she did polish off at least 10 un-roasted ones.

We can't wait to go again!!

Million to One Shot, Doc

This is another story I need to document because it's just that funny. Well, at least it was for those who were there.
We'll start with this.
Never, NEVER throw a plastic ball across the room at your wife when she's not paying attention, thinking you are going to hit her in the chest and blame it on the baby you're holding. Never do it because you might just smack your unsuspecting wife in the eye, no, eyeBALL (the eye was open).
This happened last night at Bryan's mom's house. I was just sitting there, watching the Next Food Network Star, minding my own business, when I got smacked in the OPEN eye with a stupid plastic ball. My first though was "What the...", next thought as I looked at Bryan "Did he just????"
I laughed, because it was funny (when isn't it funny when someone gets hit and doesn't brace themselves for it???), and then the pain hit me and I started to cry. Bryan tried to come over and I put up my hand in warning - I was restraining myself from punching him as hard as I could where it would count.
I got up and walked to the bathroom, just needing a minute and some serious tissues.
The best part was right as I closed the door I heard my BIL Mat burst into laughter. He had obviously been holding back while I was in the room, which I KNOW was not easy :)
Within another couple of minutes I was laughing, too, because it was hilarious, but my eye was watering like crazy. I informed Mat, as he was still laughing uncontrollably, that they were not tears of joy. His response? "These are". Hahahaha
But can someone please help my husband with his aim? I know he's not very athletic, and I know he didn't mistake my eyeball for my chest. So that means he's just a really, really bad aim.
Poor, uncoordinated guy, and poor still stinging eyeball of mine!