We were having dinner as a family a few nights ago when random comments and jokes turned into an impromptu emergency prep talk. One of the TDs made a comment about waking up and mommy and daddy not being here which led me to ask what would they do if they woke up and me... Continue Reading →
A few days ago, TD2 got hurt at school. I was working in the office when her teacher brought her to me to console her. He told me what happened and I showered her with lots of Mommy love and a bandaid. We took some deep breaths to calm down and I walked her back... Continue Reading →
*While in timeout for a few minutes* TD2: Daddy! I'm scared! *cries* I don't want to be by myself! *cries* I'm thirsty! T-Daddy: [TD2] you have to face the wall and be quiet. TD2: *cries* Daaaaaadddyyy! I'm sorry! I forgive you. I forgive you Daddy!
Helping TD2 rehearse for her school's holiday program: T-Mommy: [TD2] What are your hopes for the New Year? TD2: I hope for a cat, a dog and a baby. T-Mommy: A cat, a dog and a baby? TD2: Yeah because they're all soo0o0o0o cute and I just love them and want them all the time.... Continue Reading →
TD2: Mommy, I really want be in Girl Scouts. T-Mommy: Maybe next year Sweetie when you're a little older. TD2: But I want do it now! *meltdown ensues for 0.5 seconds* TD2: *singing* I wanna be a Girl Scout, a Girl Scout. And she sang that song while she put her shoes and coat on, we... Continue Reading →
Scrolling thru FB and we came across a video of a little snake playing in a sand toy: TD2: Mommy, go back!! I want see snake. T-Mommy: *scrolls back up* *video plays* TD2: Awwwww cute snakey, cute snakey *proceeds to make it a song*
Sometime last month, I was scrolling through Facebook when I came across this: To which TD2 made me stop everything and scroll back up. TD2: Look Mommy! She's so pretty! She's a princess. Her dress sparkles. And he's a prince. They so pretty!
T-Mommy: What's daddy's name? TD2: Not nothing. TD1: It's T*****. TD2: Nooooo, it's nothing. TD1: Yes, it is T*****. TD2: No, I T*****!
Either someone told TD2 that a tummy ache was her Get Out of Jail Free card, or she took it upon herself to decide that. Either way, every conversation in our house now sounds like: Convo 1: T-Mommy/T-Daddy: Eat your food. TD2: But Mommy/Daddy, my tummy hurt. Convo 2: T-Mommy/T-Daddy: Go to bed. TD2: Mommy/Daddy,... Continue Reading →
Me: Do you want to go to sleep in your room? TD2: No. Me: Do you want to go to sleep with Mommy? TD2: No. Me: Well, those are your only options: either sleep in your room or sleep with me.TD2: Ummmmm no! Sent her to her room where she laughed and played till not... Continue Reading →