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The Belated Mother’s Day Weekend Recap

WOW. SO. It’s been awhile since I posted last. I think it was before Mother’s Day or shortly thereafter. We spent Mother’s Day weekend and this past weekend out of town so things have been BUSY and MORE BUSY and I haven’t really had the chance to sit down and type. In fact, Snowdrop is calling me to get her out of her jumperoo right now. But I’m leaving her in there because the pediatrician told us it was time for her to start self-soothing. She’s not crying yet but as long as she’s just “fussy” I know I need to leave her in there. There’s hardly much worse than a child that can’t soothe themself so… soothe-training, here we are!

Mother’s Day Weekend…. we spent at Hubby’s parents’ lakehouse. It’s about an hour drive from where we live (prob a little less) and is quite lovely. I mean, it’s not fancy or anything but it’s also not a dive. Hubby’s dad and grandpa built it years & years ago – and when I say they built it, I mean they dug the foundation built it. Right up from the ground. It was one of the first homes in the community. Anyways, it sits on a lake and they just got a new boat this year. Now wait a second – before you go thinking our trees grow money, they don’t. Their old boat was over 27 years old and had FINALLY kicked the bucket. So they got a new boat. The motor on this new boat is HUGE – we call it my FIL’s “MidLife Crisis Motor”, hahahaha. The boat is smaller and faster than the old pontoon. And currently nameless. We joked that it should be called “The Grandson”. It was pretty funny for a bit but… then got to be not-so-funny when Hubby really started to contemplate that he might never provide his father with a real grandson. (Hubby is the son of an only-son of an only-son of… well, six generations of ONLY-A-SON and here we are with THREE GIRLS!) (I still think it’s funny.)

My In-Laws have neighbors at the lakehouse – the ones on the right side, we never see. The ones on the left side are pretty close family friends. The husband and my FIL are really good buddies – the guy’s wife? …. Well. She’s nice but is one of those people that asks too many questions, offers very unsolicited advice, and generally believes SHE is always RIGHT. We all know people like that. She REFUSED to wash her hands before holding Snowdrop – and I was too tired to cause a stir so I just let her hold the baby without washing her hands. NEXT TIME, she’ll have to wash her hands if she wants to hold my children. AND she’ll have to put down the booze. She’s always been a drinker (I mean, isn’t anyone who lives full time at a lakehouse?) but apparently, per hush-hush with my MIL, she’s been drinking a lot lately. Like, bottle of Jack under the sewing machine drinking… which isn’t a good thing. She was pretty tanked this weekend and it made me really uncomfortable. My parents (and extended family for that matter) aren’t big drinkers and it’s rare if they’re even tipsy (which would lead to a great story about my parents activities this past weekend while we were visiting them. I’ll provide a link to the post here after I create it.), so I’m just not very used to be around drunk elders.

Anyways. So the new boat. The girls were really excited to take a ride so of course we went out for a long ride on the lake. I wasn’t keen about bringing Snowdrop even though we have a lifejacket just for her. However, although Drunky offered to watch the baby while we went on the boat ride – I felt less comfortable leaving her with my child. Right? So Snowdrop came with us! I really didn’t want her to and I was nervous pretty much the whole ride. She loved it though and slept through the whole thing. Even the part when my FIL sped up to about 68mph…. which I was not happy about. It seems a little too fast for my 2 year olds and 4 month old. They loved it though! It will be fun this summer when we can pull them around on the tubes in the “lagoon”. Hubby laughs because I call it a “lagoon”… it’s like an inlet or something that the house sits on.

So on the way out there… Hubby and I were pretty much at each other’s throats. Something about me wanting to download and analyze the photos from our video camera and it taking forever, thus we weren’t going to end up getting out to the lake until much later than he expected. Whatever. I’m over it now. He was pissed at me and *I believe* purposely neglected to tell me that a certain stretch of road was heavily policed. I was blowing past everyone else and didn’t notice the State Police SUV I was about to pass. Haha. He promptly pulled me over. I felt so stupid – really. SO I was going 82 in a 65 – not unheard of – and because it was a zero tolerance zone I had to get a ticket. The guy was REALLY NICE though so at least I had that going for me. I hate when cops are jerks when they pull you over for speeding. I mean, it’s not like I was driving dangerously on top of speeding. I was just speeding. Anywho, he could have been a jerk but he wasn’t and that was pleasant. I actually thanked him for my ticket – who does that? Haha. Me. 🙂 Now I have to go to court and get the whole thing fixed for various reasons that I won’t go into (mainly because it would divulge the state in which we live and that goes against my blog rules).

My MIL also walked in on me nursing Snowdrop. I was totally topless from the waist up, laying down on the bed. I had told Hubby that I was going in there to feed the baby so he would know to watch the girls and to keep others from entering our room. MIL keeps the baby toys in our room so when the girls started hassling her about things to do – she thought she’d bring them into our room to get them some toys. Of course, Hubby was too busy watching the ballgame to remember that he was also supposed to be protecting me. I KNEW when I heard her voice and the girls’ footsteps that they were headed into the room. I swung my arm around my bosums JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME and said “HI!” It was so awkward. And she was frozen for what seemed like an hour before she stumbled out “Oh gosh, sorry! I didn’t know.” I was just like “It’s fine!” while inside I was preparing my strategy to strangle my husband. Haha. 

The girls keep asking to go back there. I’m glad they love it as much as we do! We made it home without any more speeding tickets. :)d

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Mommy Guilt…

I have Mommy Guilt. BIG TIME. And it really… sucks.

Breastfeeding. I struggled quite a bit with it in the beginning – between cracked nipples, supply issues, it basically HURTING A LOT, infections, lack of sleep, etc… it was no fun. But as the weeks went on it got easier. I had told myself prior to Snowdrop’s birth that I’d do my darndest to make it to week 12.

And I did.

In fact, around week 10 1/2 it got SO MUCH EASIER! My supply was pretty good (probably had something to do with my daily oatmeal serving) which helped immensely in not needing to supplement with formula anymore. I felt good about myself – I was keeping her nourished. It’s really an amazing feeling. I felt so proud that I was doing what I intended to do for her and it was working. We were starting to settle into a nice little “non-schedule” (no set times but I was able to expect when-abouts she’d need to eat). Before I knew it, week 12 was upon us.

My goal had been to make it until week 12 and then to re-evaluate the whole thing. At 12 weeks, I decided to go another week. And then another week after that and so on. We were in a nice rhythm, me & Snowdrop. I was really enjoying the moments I had with her while she was nursing. The way her eyes rolled back into her head with enjoyment as she drank – she looked like a little drunkie baby. The way she’d pop off my boob with her mouth open and milk dribbling down her chin when she had finished, eyelids fluttering in exhaustion. How she grabs at my shirt and clutches it in her little hand, as if to say “No Mommy, I’m not done just yet!” The little noises she makes – little grunts, like a piglet. My piglet. My Snowdrop. My precious baby.

I loved scooping her up from her swing in the dark when she’d wake to nurse and tucking her beside me in bed. There we’d lay while she nursed and then we’d fall back asleep, my arms carefully wrapped around her while she slept. When the big girls woke up, Hubby would leave me & Snowdrop to sleep in bed. She’d wake up about an hour later to nurse again and then I’d place her back in her swing so she could have her morning nap. Those moments were so special, waking up together and seeing her pretty little face beside me.

Here we are at week 19 now. I find myself almost needing these nursings more than her. The very thought of not nursing her anymore drives me to tears. It’s not a formula vs breastmilk issue (our twins were formula babies so… I’m not anti-formula in any way). I think it’s more of a mommy/baby thing. I never got to experience this with the big girls. It took me a long time to feel close to the girls… it took a long time to get to know them. With Snowdrop, it’s so different. It’s happened so much faster and is so much deeper. I’m sure this has something to do with nursing her. It has to, right? Because how could I feel more for her at this age than I did with her sisters?

Sometimes I wonder if I didn’t open myself up to the girls because I was so scared all the time that they would die. They were premies and with Mag’s kidney stuff… basically, I’m paranoid. (We all know that!) I’m not so scared this time around. Just a little bit… but I’m not completely a newbie mom anymore. Now I’m more worried that she’s not hitting the same milestones at the same times the big girls did. (Again, the paranoia.) Anyways….

At week 17 1/2, I found my supply seemed to be slipping away from me. I restarted eating oatmeal in the mornings – now a task more than just having breakfast. I loathe my daily serving of oats, how much more oatmeal can I really eat before I am never able to eat it again? I hoped it would help with my supply… One morning, I even put Caraway Seeds (like Fennel, it is a galactogogue – that means it can help up your supply!) and Cinnamon in my oatmeal. Yes, Caraway and Cinnamon Oatmeal. It was so gross. But I ate it… nearly every bite just hoping it would boost my supply. I couldn’t bear to eat it the next morning.

I think I’m drinking enough water/liquids. I’m getting as much rest as I was before… which isn’t much… but no different than before….

And here’s where the Mommy Guilt comes in:

As much as I LOVE, NEED, WANT to nurse my sweet little Snowdrop… part of me wants desperately to have “myself” back. I want to join Hubby outside after the kids go to bed for a cocktail without worrying about the effects on my baby. I want to be able to go to the grocery store or on other errands (or activities) without worrying that I need to be home in time to feed the baby. (We used up all the stored milk we had when Hubby & I went on two date nights. Just TWO.) I want to be able to go out with my husband, possibly even have an overnight date, without worrying about being sure to pump enough while we’re gone from the baby. I want to be able to go out with my friends and not worry about my milk or feeding the baby on time so I can keep my supply going…

I really hate eating oatmeal EVERY morning.

I want to lose all this baby weight. They say breastfeeding will help you lose the weight but mine really seems to be sticking on… I want to be able to cut back my food intake and really get back to eating like I’m a skinny person instead of being sure I’m getting enough calories all day and eating at least three square meals and drinking enough liquids… I want to be able to exercise a bit without worrying that I’m taking away from her nourishment by burning calories.

And I feel like SUCH a terrible person for all of this. 😦 What kind of mother doesn’t want to feed her child anymore? I just feel like a… mommy-bitch.

About last week (18 weeks), I started to wean her. This morning was the first morning that my boobs didn’t feel like they were going to burst – which is good, it means my milk production is slowing down… which will make weaning less painful. We’re set to visit my parents next weekend and it would be nice to be able to leave her for an extended period of time and get out to see my friends.


I feel so sad to be giving up this part of my life but so excited at the same time to be gaining part of myself back. But the sadness and guilt are so much more prominent these days. 😦

Did you have Mommy Guilt when you quit breastfeeding? If you did, how did you deal with it? If you didn’t, what did you tell yourself that prevented the guilt?

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Big Weekend!!

Well, sort of big. Snowdrop is being baptized this Sunday and I’m super excited. Although I will say that I should have expected this week to be crazy. And it was. All this preparation for overnight guests and company. I’m still not finished completing my great “Baby Clothes Project” up on the third floor (Snowdrop’s room and the Guest Room) so currently, I have about six hours to clean that up. Right now… well, right now there are baby clothes EVERYWHERE, not to mention my big bin of pre-pregnancy clothes that I’ve been scouring looking for things I can wear (I AM fitting into my jeans, which is nice – I just can’t put them in the dryer after washing them… and they fit much better after two weeks of wearing and not washing – hey, jeans were made to withstand dirt and little washings!), and… all the baby stuff in general that is up there. One of my sisters and my little brother are staying with us tonight so it’s not a huge deal if I don’t get it organized. Maybe Squash (my second sister, who is staying tonight) can help me. (Next week, however, a good friend of mine from high school is visiting and I’ll be damned if it’s not cleaned up for her visit!!)

Aside from the third floor, I need to finish some laundry and do some general wiping down of the house. Why am I on wordpress? Because it’s lunchtime and the baby is about to wake up and I’m not going to get into a “cleaning mode” right before I need to sit down and breastfeed.

Hubby and I are also going to a concert tonight – sort of one of those unavoidable things, right? We gotta fit that music in somehow! So my parents will relieve our babysitter when they arrive in town after driving here. This will be somewhat awkward for all parties and I hope the kids don’t freak out.

Okay. Time to go, I just really wanted to get in a post while I could! 🙂 Will write about the big Baptism weekend next week! 🙂

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Anniversaries, Poop, and Some Other Stuff

This week (April 7th to be exact) marked four years since Hubby and I have been together! I started writing a post about “us” but… decided it was better left for a ‘page’ so I’ll get that (“Our Story”) up when I find the time to finish it! 🙂


Magnolia. Miss Magnolia. *sigh* Magnolia has (three times in the last two weeks) taken poop out of her diaper and smeared on things. I know this is something she’ll outgrow (she better outgrow this &%$#) but it’s pretty frustrating. She first did it in her room after waking up in the morning – Hubby cleaned it up and let me sleep through it (what a doll!). Then it happened again at Grandma’s house on Wednesday. She allegedly smeared it ALL OVER the pack n’ play – like, ALL OVER the netting on all sides. Poor Grandma had to clean it up. We told her to take it outside and use the power washer. ICK. And then yesterday HRH Magnolia QP (Her Royal Highness, Magnolia, the Queen of Poop) striked again. This time it was a handful of poop smeared onto the baby swing and the baby playmat. Needless to say we got very upset and she got a very long time out on “the step”.

It hasn’t happened since that last time (knock on wood… hell, I’ll knock twice for that!) and she’s since said a few times “I put poop all over place”. And then we go through the “Poop only belongs in your diaper” speech.

She’s been very good with the baby – she loves the baby, she really does. But part of me thinks this might be stemming from feeling left out or that we don’t have time for her anymore… it makes sense. So I took Mags with me to the market this past weekend. She seemed to really enjoy the only-her time with Mommy. We had slacked off on taking them out recently because they had gotten that cold and then RSV. Now that the weather is getting nicer and they’re not sick anymore we can start taking them out again. Hopefully this one-on-one time will remedy the poop situation.

UPDATE: This post has been a draft now for a couple days. After I wrote about Starbucks (see below), I saved this draft intending to finish it later.  In the meantime, HRH Magnolia QP struck again!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHH! This time it wasn’t a ton of poop all over, just a little smeared on the baby’s jumperoo thingy. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger – but Lord! Please no more POOP ON OUR HOUSE!!!!! To make matters slightly worse, she has now said “I love poop!” more than twice. WTF. My kids are so weird.

Anyone have experience with this? How did you curb the love of poop?


I’m drinking my first Starbucks since… December 2009. Early December. It’s delicious. I swear there’s something about Starbucks that makes me feel so… normal and like myself again. I’d say that it’s the caffeine except that today I got 2/3 decaf 1/3 not decaf. I drink an Iced Triple Tall Carmel Machiatto in the warm weather (sometimes in the winter, too) – and I have them put it in a grande cup to prevent from triple shot spillage. I must be a pain in the ass, especially since today I ordered 2 decaf shots and one regular shot. I’m still nursing so… I didn’t want to overload the baby with caffeine.

Anyways, my drink was delicious and if I could get a free minute, I’m sure I could whip through all this cleaning and preparation for this weekend. Snowdrop is getting Baptized this weekend (YAY! She’ll finally be free of Original Sin!!! Whoohoo!!! Devil be GONE! Haha!) ANYWAYS… so we’re having a lunch/brunch/food here after the ceremony on Sunday afternoon. We decided to go the easy route and order food. So we’ve got Mostaccioli, Toasted Ravioli’s on order. I’m going to pick up some bread/rolls this week as well as fruit to make a fruit salad. And some fine cheeses to throw together a cheese board. I love cheese boards and styling them. It’s the little things in life, you know? 🙂 My parents are bringing down a cake from the bakery I used to work at. I’m very excited about that. I’m a bakery snob and there’s nothing like my “own” bakery back home. Nothing like it anywhere! So since we’re having people over to our house (like official company!), we need to clean up. Big time. Well not big time… well, sort of. We’ve got a lot of “stuff” to put away and clutter to… de-clutter. 🙂

It’s been a crazy week so far, yesterday Hubby had Baseball Opening Day to attend (we’re season ticket holders and big baseball fans) and then he had a Softball game to play in (he plays during the summer with his buddies). SO yesterday we got like nothing done. And today, Hubby went grocery shopping (we had no milk for TWO DAYS, wtf!) and grabbed some things like fruit and crackers that we’ll need for Sunday. Then he was off to golf league. Oh yes, Tuesdays are golf league. Monday Softball. Tuesday Golf League. By Wednesday, Mommy has lost her mind so it’s a good thing the big girls go to Grandma’s house for the day. Wednesday night this week, Hubby wants us to have date night and go to the baseball game. I’d love to do this but really – we have so much to do and if Grandma is willing to take all three kids for five hours so we can have “date night”, I’d really rather spend this week’s date night cleaning my house. I know, so lame, right? But seriously – I can’t get anything done when all three are home. So we’re kind of stuck with Thursday to do stuff. *sigh*…. It’s going to be a long week. Or maybe it will be short because we’re going to be so busy. I just don’t know.

On Thursday the bug guy is coming to spray for ants. We get them every summer. I really hate ants.

The End.

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RSV, Part Two.


We took all three girls back to the doctor yesterday for a follow-up apointment. Junie & Mags are doing better however the fluid in Junie’s ears have developed into an infection. She’s still on antibiotics from the RSV so the doctor said to call her in a week (or later this week) if it looks like it hasn’t gone away. Both big girls need to continue with the breathing treatments this week but now only twice  day.

My poor Snowdrop is still really sick. While the breathing treatments have helped her breathe, her cough is still pretty bad. So they did a nebulizer treatment in the office and it helped her a little bit. She’s also got the beginnings of an ear infection. (WTF. I thought breastfeeding was supposed to help against these things…) So the doctor put her on amoxicillian and nebulizer treatments. We bought the nebulizer (why not! there’s a good chance we’ll end up needing it some day down the road for another kid, right? The mask came with eyeball stickers. I have no comment about that. I’m just weirded out.) and needless to say, she really HATES it. Screamed the entire first session at home. It was awful. She gets the nebulizer every four hours. It doesn’t take long, ten or fifteen minutes, but it seems like a lifetime when your 3 month old is upset and incosolable.

I feel like such a terrible mom for taking her out of the house. If I had left her, and her sisters, home instead of dragging them to church – or if I had been a mean mom and said no to pony rides at the circus, they might not be sick. It drives me crazy. Yeah, I know that it’s good for them to get sick so they build up immunities to stuff but… it’s just so terrible to watch your children be sick. It’s the worst. Especially with something like RSV that can be so dangerous to a very young baby. And I’m also really grossed out by other people’s germs, the tranfer of germs from person to person, and people’s general hygeine habits. YUCK. This experience is no good for my general germ-a-phobe habits & fears. I’m afraid this Fall/Winter I won’t let the kids out from September until May. 😉

Snowdrop goes back next week for another followup, unless she gets any worse or doesn’t improve in which case we bring her straight to the hospital afterhours or to the office during the daytime. And both big girls go back next month for an Ear Checkup. I’m debating scheduling the big girls on a different day than Snowdrop because she (Snowdrop) will need her 4 month checkup next month, likely in addition to a followup appointment from this RSV crap.


In happier news, Junie & Mags have become OBSESSED with “Mon-ter Movie” (translation: Monster Movie aka Monsters, Inc.). They want to watch it every day -which is fine with me. I find it to be funny (“We’re rehearsing for a new play, yeah, Put that thing back where it came from or so help me!”) and it’s quite enjoyable to watch them watching the movie and seeing their reactions. I love it when they laugh.

Mags just informed me that she “Wants a baby”. I told her to go get her baby dolly, I’m not ready to be a grandmother yet.


I can’t wait for all the sickness to go away so we can have some fun!

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The Bunny Came to Our House!!

Happy Easter everyone! I hope you are having as lovely a weekend as we are(other than the RSV of course)!

Before dinner last night, we wrote a letter to the Easter Bunny and left him a carrot. And laid our baskets out on the doorstep so the bunny had something to put his treats in – IF he decided to come to the house. We left the girls with some extra anticipation.

After they went to bed, I stuffed plastic eggs with Raisinets and M&M’s and some plastic froggies that hop. I put together their baskets with grass, more plastic eggs, a few Play-doh eggs, new headbands (49 cents from Gymboree!!), a grow-a-bunny (put it in water and it will grow…), new sippy cups with straws and of course some bunny ears. Then I hid the baskets and ate the carrot.

I also laid out bunny footprints. They weren’t really fantastic footprints, in my opinion, but they would do for the occasion. Next year I plan on having better footprints in different colors. Both trails were white and I think that was confusing to my two year olds.

So when we went to bed (eh, like 12am), I went to check on the girls and leave eggs & footprints in their room. I was very excited. It would be fun for them to wake up with eggs and footprints in their room and it might have bought us a little extra sleep-time while they played in their room. No sooner did I leave their room – Juniper wakes up!!! She gets SO EXCITED!!!! She piled the eggs (10 eggs) and the footprints into the middle of their room, one big pile. And then she started crying- unconsolably, hystericaly middle of the night wants to go downstairs and see what else the bunny left. I mean, completely unconsolable. We must have gone in the room seven times to quiet her down. Every time we went in there, she wanted a yellow egg. So we’d give her an egg to sleep with and we’d leave. Then we’d go back into their room because she’d be crying again – and she would have put the yellow egg back into her main pile of eggs and footprints. It was crazy and didn’t end until Hubby took all eggs and footprints out of their room. Magnolia never woke up during the entire episode and kept snoring away.

He (Hubby) must not have closed their door all the way because we heard some rustling in the hallway a short time later. Junie had opened their door and found the footprints and eggs that led to the staircase, which is guarded by a gate. She was desperately collecting the footprints and eggs, trying not to fumble any as she stretched her arms under the gate in attempt to grab the eggs and footprints waiting at the top of the steps. It was a sight to see and I’m not quite sure how Hubby maintained his composure. I was watching from our room, wishing I had thought to get the camera out.

She finally went back to bed (this is like 1am by now) and we were able to get some sleep before Snowdrop woke up to eat. She has been sick the last few days so she had slept through the night twice this past week. Since getting on the breathing treatment has been waking up for her usual once-per-night feeding. I’d honestly rather her wake up once a night and a not be sick, than be able to get a full night’s sleep myself.

So the girls were up pretty early this morning (8am) screaming at their door to be let out. Junie was a little less excited than Mags, who scrambled and picked up all the upstairs eggs before Junie even left their room. But they had lots of fun following the footprints and finding their Easter baskets. And then they had fun finding all the eggs the bunny had hidden around our house! Oh, and the bunny left them sidewalk chalk and Shrek 2. What a thoughtful bunny!! 😉

One thing though that the “bunny” didn’t think of… was the Raisinets. I suppose when I bought them I thought that if it was chocolate covered raisins then it was healthier for the girls than straight-up chocolate. Right? Well what I didn’t consider was that the small piles of chocolate covered raisins would end up looking like little piles of bunny poop all over my house!!! Hahahahahaha. We definitely had a good laugh about this when the girls came downstairs and started dumping the egg contents everywhere.

The girls are now playing with their baskets and eggs while Hubby sleeps on the couch and I blog about our morning so as not to forget it. (Plus, I’m pumping in the kitchen next to the computer so… might as well, right? :))


I hope everyone else has a fantastic Easter today & don’t forget the reason for the season: Christ died for our sins and was resurrected today and this (the Resurrection) is why we celebrate Easter. We, as Catholics, I should say. I’m not so sure about other religions. ANYWAYS, to each his own and Happy Easter to all! 🙂

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Seen & Heard Recently

Me (cleaning up the girls after lunch): “Juniper. Hold on hold on. Come back here. I need to wipe that peanut butter beard off your face. You don’t want to have a peanut butter beard!!”

Juniper: “I want peanut butter beard!”


J: “Mommy! I take clothes off!”

Me: “Junie, why did you do that?”

J: “Cause.” (runs away from me)


Magnolia: “I want Daddy O!” (Normally the girls have organic O’s cereal. When we’re out of it, they eat Daddy O’s – aka, Honey Nut Cheerios! )


Me: Girls, what do you want for breakfast?

M & J: Eat-meeeel (Oatmeal)


M: Baby Snowdrop eat Mommy boobie now??

Me: Yep! Baby Snowdrop is hungry!

M (climbs onto couch next to me, places hand on my shoulder): “I watch.”


(Anytime we’re in the car.)

M & J: Red mean ‘top. Geen mean go! (translation: red means stop, green means go. they learned this from Caillou.)

(And sometimes Mags will say “Geen mean stop. Red mean go!” And Junie will say: “NOOOOO Magnolia!!! RED MEAN ‘TOP. GEEN MEAN GOOOOOOO!!! NO NO NO NO NO!!! RED MEAN TOP!!!!”)


(Watching basketball with Daddy)

M (cheers for other team): YAY!!! (clap clap clap)

Hubby: No no no. We’re cheering for the blue team! We don’t like the white team.

M: Ooooh. Okay Daddy.

(White team scores a basket.)
(Hubby throws a fit, yells at the TV and sits back down.)

M (places hand on Hubby’s leg): It’s awl-right Daddy.

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