One on One Time

Yesterday Kimber and I had the rare opportunity to be alone for the day.   Jared headed over to Winslow to see his Dad and took Addie with him.  Kimber insisted on staying behind with Mom.  It was such a fun day!  She followed me around more than normal but it was so fun.  She cleaned the bathrooms with me, washed the dishes with me, made my bed with me, vacuumed the living room, and lots more.  We made snicker-doodles together and she rolled the dough balls in the cinnamon/sugar mixture (and then chucked them onto the baking sheet at full speed.  It made me laugh.)  She went to the grocery store with me and helped me pick up the things we needed.  But, she gave up on my when I told her it was time to pick up her room.  I ended up doing that alone.

I love this girl.

One on One Time

Yesterday Kimber and I had the rare opportunity to be alone for the day.   Jared headed over to Winslow to see his Dad and took Addie with him.  Kimber insisted on staying behind with Mom.  It was such a fun day!  She followed me around more than normal but it was so fun.  She cleaned the bathrooms with me, washed the dishes with me, made my bed with me, vacuumed the living room, and lots more.  We made snicker-doodles together and she rolled the dough balls in the cinnamon/sugar mixture (and then chucked them onto the baking sheet at full speed.  It made me laugh.)  She went to the grocery store with me and helped me pick up the things we needed.  But, she gave up on my when I told her it was time to pick up her room.  I ended up doing that alone.

I love this girl.

Pudding Paint

The other day I pulled out a package of pudding for a little pudding paint.  I can't say that my girls love to get their hands dirty and covered in pudding, but I can say that they love to eat it off the counter.  Sounds pretty sick, I know.

I also can't say that there is much of difference between the color of the pudding and the color of my counter tops.  Hopefully that will change before too much longer.

Addie busted out the sprinkles and made pancakes while Kimber couldn't eat enough.  "Mmmm.....can I wick it?"

(By the way, Addie was not harmed before, during or after the pudding.  That is simply a makeup job gone horribly wrong.)

Pudding Paint

The other day I pulled out a package of pudding for a little pudding paint.  I can't say that my girls love to get their hands dirty and covered in pudding, but I can say that they love to eat it off the counter.  Sounds pretty sick, I know.

I also can't say that there is much of difference between the color of the pudding and the color of my counter tops.  Hopefully that will change before too much longer.

Addie busted out the sprinkles and made pancakes while Kimber couldn't eat enough.  "Mmmm.....can I wick it?"

(By the way, Addie was not harmed before, during or after the pudding.  That is simply a makeup job gone horribly wrong.)

While playing Barbie's with my girls this morning I caught a glance of the ceiling in one of the rooms.  Upon further examination, the ceilings in other rooms had been graffitied as well.  Here's what I found:

Me: Addie!  Did you write on your Barbie house already?

(Notice the choice of words.  Already.  
It's not uncommon to find Addie's name written in and on all kinds of things.)

Addie:  Yes.

Me:  What the heck?

Addie:  It's a ceiling fan.

How do you argue with that?

While playing Barbie's with my girls this morning I caught a glance of the ceiling in one of the rooms.  Upon further examination, the ceilings in other rooms had been graffitied as well.  Here's what I found:

Me: Addie!  Did you write on your Barbie house already?

(Notice the choice of words.  Already.  
It's not uncommon to find Addie's name written in and on all kinds of things.)

Addie:  Yes.

Me:  What the heck?

Addie:  It's a ceiling fan.

How do you argue with that?

In case you didn't know....

 We're expecting another one of these:
And just to clarify- we're not necessarily expecting a girl.