When I started this blog, I thought, "hmm...if Kerrie can do it, so can I". Guess I was wrong :o) I find myself wanting to post, but then either not having the time, or not having anything to say. So, my resolution is to try to do better. I got this cute little dress for Evie the other day. It's red with white polka dots, and it's a halter style dress. She wanted to wear it to school yesterday. Partly because it's new, mostly because there is a little boy at school that she tries to impress on a daily basis. "Mommy, Tami painted my nails today. I hope Nicholas loves it.", "No, I don't want my hair in a pony. Nicholas likes it down.". Um...y-e-a-h. She was convinced yesterday that Nicholas was gonna love her new dress, and whether he did or not, I don't know. But, the simple fact that she's all of four years old and hopelessly in love with little boys gives me a heart attack. Tami (our daycare lady) told Evie that she looked beautiful in her new dress. Little "Miss Thang" quickly responded, "no, not beautiful...distinguished". Oh, well...thanks for that clarification. Isabelle continues to try our patience on a daily basis. She's cute as a button, but has her daddy's temper and patience, God bless her. When she wants something, she wants it yesterday, and if you don't get it for her immediately, then her eyes roll back in her head and the arms and legs start flailing. Who knew that two children from the same two people could be so completely different. I mean, I know people are different, and I know that siblings are different, but holy cow!! Ok, even though she sounds like a monster, she has a good heart. She says "hi" to just about anyone we meet (mostly older people. Evie did that too) and she loves most people she gets to know. But sometimes, OYE!! |
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Not As Easy As I Thought
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Did you get the dress at Wal-Mart by chance? I got one that sounds just like that for Peach - only it's orange. I can't wait for her to wear it. I think she'll look adorable in it.
How in the world does Eddie know what distinguished means? For crying out loud!!! :)
Ker,
I don't know how she knew what distinguished means. I'm sure she heard it on TV. When I asked her if she knew what it meant, she said, "distinguished is when you wear a hat.". So, there ya go. :)
Well - at least while she's up at night, not sleeping and watching TV - she's broadening her vocabulary. :)
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