Sunday, March 30, 2008
Let's go a huntin'...for Easter eggs!
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Author among us...

The other day Missy brought home a chapter book she had been skipping recess to write. It was called, "My Life in Egypt". Her name in the story was Zipporah, her father was Pharaoh and her mother was an Egyptsie. (You know, Mom...like a belly dancer.) (!) Her story began with her beloved cat whom accidentally bat her tail against the wall which caused the wall to open up to reveal a hidden staircase! Zipporah and the cat went down to investigate when they discovered a figure standing in the distance. It was an Egyptian boy named Zatnatpanaya. The story continued (I can't tell you all...you'll have to read it yourself...) and is now being further explained as Missy writes her second book in the series. Hmmm. An author among us. I could live with that!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Reader Bee
Fun in the Sun...

What a fun time we had the other day in the 70 degree weather when we went to the local park and Sissy's little friend from preschool ended up there, too. The girls found lots of lady bugs but Sissy's friend wasn't as sure about picking it up as she was. In the end the friend found the courage to hold it and what a photo op it made!Monday, February 25, 2008
Too much TV!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
BUSTED!
Once upon a time (last night - to be exact) there were two little girls (Missy & Sissy) who were put to bed at a very reasonable time (8:00). This was a bit earlier than ususal and since Mommy was deeply entranced by a particular show (American Idol) the girls were a bit distracted by the noise and couldn't go to sleep (or so I'm told). After an hour had past and the clock had struck midnight (well...9:00) Mommy went to check on her pumpkins. Missy was playing with the cat - (Uh-oh!) and Sissy was no where to be found (bigger uh-oh!). When Mommy went to check with Daddy and HE didn't know where Sissy was, they both decided to check the bedroom again. No Sissy in the wet bed.
What?! WET BED?!
A bottle of water had been dumped all over the bed leaving a sopping wet mess! Then when Mommy turned around, THERE was Sissy - standing in the closet - with a pretty dress and baby high-heel shoes.
Needless to say Mommy wasn't happy and let her know it. She immediately began sobbing with remorse. She just "...didn't mean to!" Ha! How does one not 'mean' to get dressed up? I don't know but I couldn't help forgiving her when she asked because she was so sincerely sorry for what she'd done.
************ Tonight I was informed that she had gotten all dressed up so she could sneak downstairs and **dance** with her Daddy. ************* aughhhhhhhhh! Way to break a mother's heart!
Marriage?...
A few days ago I had an interesting conversation with Sissy. It went sort of like this:Sissy: "Mommy, when will I get married?"
Mommy: "Well, you have a LONNNNNG time to worry about that."
S: "Who will I marry? I think I might marry Aaron."
M: "You don't need to even think about it until you're an adult."
S: "Will I look like you when I'm growed up?"
M: "Definately not."
S: "Will I be as big as you when I'm big?"
M: "Probably not."
S: "Well, I love Aaron and he loves me, so I think I will marry HIM. Will you miss me when I'm married?"
M: "Terribly!"
S: "Well, don't worry - me and Aaron will come visit you, Daddy & Missy EVERY DAY!"
M: "OH, NO you won't! Missy won't be living here then!"
S: "Yes she will."
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