WOW, REALLY?

It has really just been way to long since my last entry.  I need to get back into the swing of it because my kids are hilarious!  I swear the older they get the funnier they get.  I will just share one short story for now and then I will post some more later.....

Little Payton is 4 and has decided to stop doing ballet and join a soccer team.  So we have put her into a local soccer club that is all volunteer.  Long story short I am her coach.  Let me tell you how frustrating that is.  I know she is only 4, but I am extremely competitive and for my daughter to be "the worst" player on the team, IT IS KILLING ME!!

Let me back track, she isn't "the worst" player on the team.  She could just care less about the sport.  She runs looking at her new shiny silver cleats (shoes).  She runs looking at the butterflies in front of her.  Worst of all.....

now picture this

She is running, see's her sister (Madi) with the camera, 

actually stops, 

smiles, and

poses for the picture 

and then continues running to catch up with her team.

Are you kidding me?  I don't know if I can handle this for another season  

Momma Told You So!

I might sound like a bad Mom at the end of this little story but do know that I love my children and I do love on them and care for their wounds.  Well anyway you will see what I am talking about.  

So everyday parents tell there kids don't do this don't do that.  They think we are telling them just for the fun of it but in all reality we are telling them for their safety.  

RIGHT?

Well today my children were in the bathroom brushing their teeth getting ready for bed.  I was in the living room, reading.

All of a sudden I hear a huge thud and immediately crying afterward.  Madi comes running and screaming for Me to go help Payton.  

I am already up and running, trying to figure out what is going on.  Apparently she was standing on the edge of the tub and slipped and fell backwards, hitting her head on the edge of the tub.  

I scooped her up and loved on her, checked her out and got her some ice for the huge bump on the back of her head.  

After we calmed her down and took care of her, made sure there wasn't a concussion, we snuggled on the couch.

(This is where I might not be "a good mom")

In my head I'm thinking.  I told you over and over again don't stand on the tub.  They are so slippery.  Why won't you listen to me.  I don't feel bad for you when you get hurt because you didn't heed my warnings.  Maybe now you will listen to what I say.  Mom told you so.

I never said any of it out loud.  Just thought it.  I continued to snuggle on her and love on her and made sure that she is OK!

Does anyone else think, "Momma told you so?"

What kids will say when parents are AWAY!!

My husband and I went to my High School reunion on Friday night, leaving the girls with my brother and sister-n-law, Jason and Jill.

They took the girls to eat dinner with my father and mother-n-law.  On the way there, little Payton, of course, let go of some gas.  And oh boy was it really bad!  Jason and Jill said it was by far the stinkiest of any man's they have ever smelled. 

Jill asked Payton, "How are you so stinky?"

Payton replied in her quietest, sweetest little voice, "Because my Heavenly Father made me that way!"

Oh sweet Payton, Heavenlly Father didn't make you eat whatever is rotting inside your cute little body!

And then....

While they were in the restaurant eating, Rae was apparently all finished and decided to get up and walk around.  Jill asked her to go sit down, she didn't need to be running around.  

Reagan looked at Jill, tilted her head, batted her eyes and said in her sweetest little voice,

" I was just coming to give you a KISS!"

Jill said that it was a complete lie. Reagan was totally walking the other direction away from Jill.

But it was so adorable, Jill gave her a kiss and then made her sit down.  

That little girl knows how to manipulate and get anything she wants.  She is so stinkin' smart.

I just Love her MOM!!

Payton and Reagan were eating dinner next to each other. I mean like right next to each other, practically on each other's chairs.  Anyway we are all eating and I hear Reagan scream as if she is being hurt.  

Of course I look up and see that she isn't hurt and nothing is going on.  I give her the mom look for "What are you doing stop screaming for no reason"

 And I continue to eat. 

She screams again.  So again I look up and say, "What in the world are you screaming about?"

She says, "Payton is touching me"

I look over at Payton and ask her why in the world she is touching her sister and making her scream like that...

Payton simply replies, "I want to touch her"  Plain and simple, no laugh, nothing.

I ask her to stop and leave her sister alone and to just eat her dinner.

Low and behold a few minutes later the exact same scream comes from Reagan's mouth.  

"Stop touching your sister,  Payton," 

I yell

"But Mom I love her so much that I just want to touch her," Payton calmly explains as she goes to give her sister a big hug.  

Super sweet and nice but sometimes people just don't want to be touched.  Even if you want to touch them and love on them.  I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but sometimes you think somethings (like babies) are so stinkin' cute that you just want to squeeze them until their eyes pop.  I think Payton was just wanting her sisters attention so bad that she would do anything to get her to pay attention to her. 

Quote of the Week....

"Mom do your boobs still have milk in them?"  -Payton

POO SHMEAR!

I can't take credit  for this one.  I have stories like this one but mine are not near as good as the one I'm about to tell.  I hope you enjoy!

My friend, who will remain nameless, was outside with her son in their little toddler swimming pool.  You know the inflatable pools where you fill it up just a enough to get their ankles wet practically.  Anyway so she was out watching her little guy in the pool.  I'm not exactly sure how she cut herself, but she was doing something and ended up cutting her hand.  So she went inside to clean up the blood and bandage it up.  As she is at the kitchen sink she could see through the window to her son in the pool.  Which was great of course.  So she is cleaning up and she see's little dark things in the pool.  Her son starts picking one up and throwing it outside of the pool onto their deck.  Within a few seconds of seeing them she realized it was poop.

She then starts hollering at her son to stop touching them.  He either one, can't hear her, or two could care less cause he didn't want the poo in his pool.  Either way he continued to scoop it out and throw it on the deck.  

My friend is frantically trying to finish cleaning up her wound to get out there.  She then notices the dog is out there picking up the poop after it is being thrown out of the pool and taking it to another location on their deck and dropping it off.  Then not only is the dog stepping on it and smearing it all over the deck, her son gets out of the pool and starts stepping on it and smearing it all over the deck.  

All the while she moving as fast as she can to clean up her wound and bandage it so she doesn't get blood all over.  She was in the kitchen for literally 3 minutes, and for two of them yelling at her son and the dog, to stop touching the poop, leave it alone.  And them obviously not listening.

By the time 3 minutes had passed and she walked out to the deck, her son and dog where covered in poop and the was poop shmear all over the deck.

I died laughing.  I've only had poop in the tub and it ended with me scooping it out, no big deal.  

This one was HILARIOUS!  

Magic!!?

We were coming out of Dion's, which is a pizza place, after eating dinner at about 8pm.  I know bad parenting, blah blah blah.....

Anyway

I was walking up to my brother-n-law Jason who was waiting outside with 2 of my girls just hanging out.  He comes up to me and tells me this story......

I (Jason)was standing out here and little Payton walks out and stares at this small (kind of at her eye level) light pole.  She starts squinting and frowning and really concentrating on this light.  She starts clenching her fists and shaking a little, as she is still intently staring at the light.  (As Jason is telling me this he is making the actions himself).  So I (Jason) ask her what she is doing.  

She responds.....

"I am trying to turn it off"

What a silly little girl.  It would be super creepy if it just randomly turned off while she was doing that.  Hahahahahaha, she cracks me up.