Some things to make you laugh

I was going through my magazines to rip out the stuff that I wanted to keep and found that I had marked this page. After reading it, I remembered why-I was laughing my head off!!

So, for your enjoyment, I give you "Their Talk" from Parenting magazine:

Question:
What did Mommy do that made you mad?

Answers:
"She made me turn off my favorite cartoon and go pee."

"She tried to dress me right away on Monday. I thought it was still the weekend. She skipped Saturday!"

"She kicked me out of her bed!"

"She wouldn't make spaghetti every night for dinner."

"She made me cry. I want a donut." (ahh...a child after my own heart!)

"She cleaned my room!"

"She makes me poop in the potty. It's dangerous."

and my personal favorite...

"She made me clean up. I really didn't want to. I like it better when people give me options."

And here are some pics of the girls. Just a warning, we might become a horse family :) I'm okay with that. You should've seen Bree with the helmet on...SOOOOO super cute.

I will never eat grapes again

There are a lot of things we love about where we live now. The sunny skies, the mild ocean breeze, the rolling hills, friendly people, and the quiet surroundings. However, there are some small drawbacks to being here. We still have to drive 5 hours to see our closest relative, my allergies are acting up, and eating the grapes here can cause you to die a horrible death!!

Imagine our horror after opening a package of grapes and finding a huge spider staring back at us with obvious malcontent in it's many eyes. And not just any spider, a BLACK WIDOW. It's a good thing Loralee is the one who found it. She didn't freak out at all and was calm enough to get a picture of the evil creature. If I had found it I would have first, screamed like a little girl. Second, done the I hate spiders dance which involves a lot of high steps and arm flailing, and then passed out thereby giving the spider ample time to crawl into my mouth or ear and lay all it's eggs. It's a self defeating behavior but one that's out of my control.

Here's some nice pictures of the quickly smashed invader. Needless to say I am now a grapeatarian (one who abstains from eating grapes out of fear of biting into or being bit by an overgrown and juicy/crunchy arachnid)

"I got a scratch in my eye from my hooker!" emma

everyone gets one guess as to what she's talking about :) and let me tell you, she's been telling EVERYONE about her scratch from her hooker b/c it left a red blood spot on her eyeball, which of course is FASCINATING for a 5 yr old. and we can't help but laugh every time she says hooker. we're not going to correct her yet-it's just too funny.

And Bree has been killing us too lately. She says almost every word 3 times, which is hilarious, especially if it has an "s" in it-her lisp is the cutest thing ever. She's always asking, "what's this?" and we'll tell her, then she'll repeat us. So her vocabulary is really expanding. But for a while she's been saying "gopher" and getting mad at us when we don't know what she wants.

*scoot over*

we figured it out when she almost pushed me off the bed while yelling "GOPHER!!!!"

**Good job Aunt Marlys-first guess. It was her little innocent pink plastic hanger that she was trying to get a jacket off of. I bought some of them and one of those bars that hangs below the regular rod so she can hang up her own clothes, and ever since I first bought them she's been calling them hookers.