1.19.2011

Smells like Trouble

THIS is the child who came to me yesterday and proudly declared, "My made a mess. In da bafroom. Wif da toylet paper."
And this is the Mess (with the toilet paper, in the bathroom) that I discovered when I finally went in there.

At least it was just toilet paper.

1.13.2011

My kid is hilarious: Weirdo Edition

BigM was dying to get outside and play in the frozen tundra today. I didn't have the heart to tell her it's not even snow, but just a giant, huge yard-sized sheet of ice so I asked her to get dressed and this is what she put on.

After I cracked up, I begged her to let me take her picture, and she said, "Okay, but I'm going to take off these sunglasses, because otherwise I'll look weird."

Nice try, Coco. You pretty much sealed the deal with the rest of your ensemble.

1.12.2011

Snowed In

It's officially the third day of school being cancelled, bundling up in fleece and drinking so much hot chocolate that we've run out of milk. (I'm not entirely sure how that happened, I consider myself a true Southerner.)
We spent the majority of Monday with BigM's best friend who lives a few doors down. She and LM have the same middle name and BigM told LM (over hot chocolate), "Her name is "L. E. Rockstar." Rockstar sounds a lot like LE's actual last name, so from now on, her BFF will be refered to as "Rockstar."

Here are some picture of BigM, LM and Rockstar playing in the snow.
"Here, eat this!"
When you live in the South, rain boots double as snow boots.
Ready, set, go!

She doesn't make the best snow angel. We'll blame the ice.

Who needs a sled?


1.09.2011

Let it Snow, Again.


It's snowing, again. I live in the South on purpose, because stuff like this isn't supposed to happen.

The kids are going to go bonkers when they wake up tomorrow. School has been canceled, so we're going to play all.day.long.

I can't wait. I wish my babes could be home with me all the time. And DM doesn't go to work until 2, if at all. It's kind of amazing how there is no bread or milk at our one grocery store in town-because as everyone knows, the second Southerners see flakes, they eat an entire loaf of bread and wash it down with a big ole glass of milk.

1.04.2011

Sound the Alarm!!!

Today is the last day before the kids go back to school.

I let them sleep in and decided it would be a pretty good idea to let them do whatever they wanted to do this morning. LM woke up first and I fixed her some eggs and let her watch t.v. while we waited for BigM to wake up. She came down about 30 minutes later and I fixed her breakfast. While she was eating, we heard someone's car alarm go off. It stopped pretty quickly then started again. Stopped and started. Finally, it went off and didn't stop. BigM doesn't like loud noises, so she complained about it and I had to tell her someone probably didn't know how to turn it off.

We live in a neighborhood of about 40 houses where I can reach out my kitchen window and hand my next-door neighbor an egg. As we listened to the car alarm go on and off for the next few hours, I began to pity the poor person who kept setting the alarm off. And soon, in my head I began to make fun, just a little bit. Finally I got annoyed because honestly, it was really annoying and I couldn't imagine who was that stupid to let their alarm go off like that.

About noon, I was thinking of taking the girls to lunch, so I went to get them dressed and realized LM was chewing on something. Further investigation revealed she had the keyless entry remote, meaning technically *I* am the stupid one who kept setting the car alarm off. Repeatedly. All morning long.

Sorry about that, Neighbors. But at least it wasn't as bad as this. (Mom, Dad- click on the word "this.")

1.02.2011

Your Highness

Yesterday I was getting the girls ready to eat Hoppin' Johns and Greenbacks ('cause everyone can use a little luck and we could definitely use a few more greens around here.) The girls, of course, were slated to wear matching outfits.

BigM pretty much dresses herself, but LM still needs a good bit of help. After I got her fully clothed, I almost couldn't believe how cute she looked so I told her, "LM, you look like a pretty princess." She scrunched up her face, put her hands on her hips and informed me, "My not pretty pwincess, my a KING." Her decree having been made, she turned on her heel and marched her royal self downstairs.

1.01.2011

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year from the Mouse House.

Interesting fact:

DM will turn 33 on 11/11/11