And She Lies!!!

Caught your attention with that heading huh? Well it's true. This may look like a sweet and innocent face. But behind that facade is a real stinker! Yesterday morning after I had left for work Sophia woke up before Steven had time to iron his shirt. So he put her in our bed to watch cartoons. He said he knew there was gonna be trouble when he went back in because she hadn't made a peep. So he walks in and there sits Little Bit on our bed with a tub o diaper rash ointment with the lid off (apparently I had left it on our night stand). She looks right at her daddy and says "uh-o." Yeah busted. But it didn't end there. She looks at the dog laying beside her, points at him and says "Oscar, no no no." Can you believe it! Tried to blame it on the DOG! God help me we are gonna have our hands full with this one.

O Brother

There's no doubt about it. The girl would make a fabulous big sister. But unless there's an "immaculate conception" and an angel wakes me up one night to tell me that I'm the chosen one, then it ain't gonna happen and I'm pretty sure that story has already been told. So Little Bit will just have to love on her cousins. Here she is holding her 4 month old cousin Tyler. Granted Tyler is almost as big as she is but she thinks she should be allowed to carry him across the room. She looks at us like we're nuts when we give her a firm NO on that little number. She's also a pro drool mopper and can spot it from a mile away. She bee lines it for his burp cloth and mouth ands says "he a mess" while giving him a wipe down.

Bathing Beauties

Little girls amaze me. I swear they come programed with a specific set of genes that allows them to be motherly from early on. Last Friday Steven's sister was giving Zachary a bath and I happened to walk in and find the little mama herself taking over bath duty.

Doesn't this just crack you up? I can't believe that Zachary actually sat there and let this wild woman wash his hair. But he loves his "Popie," as he calls her.

Tryptophan

It's true. Eating too much turkey, as seen in this photo of Little Bit asking for "more"....


leads to this....

I hope everyone had a happy Thanksgiving! We spent the entire holiday with Steven's family. Which meant there was non-stop eating, yay! Sophie loved getting to spend time with her cousins. And I'm not kidding when I say that I thought that we might have to sneak Zachary home in her suitcase. They've been best buds over the last few days. I have a feeling that we are gonna have one unhappy toddler on our hands tomorrow morning. I guess it's never too early to learn that Mondays are HORRIBLE. I'll post more later. Right now I have a packed suitcase calling my name.

Did I ever tell you about the time...

that I almost burned the house down? Yeah, that would have happened TONIGHT! You know, maybe I should start blogging about some of the idiotic things that I have done in my past. Such as falling into a huge fountain in the middle of a packed mall during Xmas all because I was trying to play with the coins in the bottom. Or the time that I cussed out a local news anchor, Mr. Cartoon, who hosted a children's cartoon show. I could go on and on especially when you consider the fact that those to things occurred at age of 3 and 4. But we'll jump to age 29.

I come home from work and Sophie and I jump into cooking a baked chicken dinner. I turn on the oven and we start to work. We finish but it's still 30 minutes before Steven would get home and the chicken only takes 20 minutes to bake so we head downstairs and wait. The next thing I know, the dog is barking like crazy and the house is FILLED with this putrid, horrible smell and smoke is EVERYWHERE! The fire alarm is going crazy. I run upstairs and IMMEDIATELY know what's going on. I open the oven door and smoke comes rolling out, reminded me of a 1967 VW bus full of hippies! I throw open the back door and the dog looks at me and I swear if he could talk he would have said "save yourself fools, I'm out!"

The reason: my husband had placed a 9x13 cake with a P-L-A-S-T-I-C lid in the oven! And I cranked that baby up to 450 degrees!! We had to leave the house for dinner, open all of the windows, doors and garage door to try to get the horrible smell out. Someone could have walked in our house and completely robbed us blind, lucky for us we don't have anything worth stealing nor are we attached to anything.

The worse part: dear husband told me that the pan was in the oven this morning and to NOT preheat the oven without taking it out first. So I have no one to blame but myself. God I hate that.

A Little About A Gigi

Did you know that having a GiGi when you are 1 is ultra cool? They let certain little girls play in their jewelry drawer. Let them sit on the bar and help cook. And basically anything fun goes down at GiGi's house. A swimming pool full of Jello probably isn't too far out of the question. And GiGis are really good at surprises. Like surprising Sophie with a beautiful red coat that her mommy has had her eye on!

Thanks mom/GiGi, your're the best! Yesterday Steven and I took Sophia down to the Capitol grounds to try to get a few pics for our Xmas card. She wasn't 100% into having her picture taken (when is she) and I couldn't get her cute little mug in focus. Oh AND I'm sure we looked crazy dragging a rocking horse out of the car.

Saturday Morning

This is the look of having to spend your Saturday morning with your parents at Wallyworld. Fun times! I'm sure she'd be much happier jamming to the Wiggles and playing with her babies but alas we have to have food. I'm amazed at how packed the stores are starting to get with Xmas shoppers and we haven't even had Thanksgiving yet! On this particular trip to hell we picked up a Thomas the Train cho-cho that makes sounds and a Thomas movie to put under the tree. So what if it's a boy thing, Little Bit looooves her some cho-cho trains.

Reaching the boiling point

"I'll get out myself!"