Sister's

Ella assures me that when they grow up they will still be the best of friends and I hope that's true.

P.S -make sure to scroll down there are a few posts with new pictures I just did not have time for the stories today.

What are you really thinking?

This look just might catch on

What do you think?

The Greenhouse

On a Saturday in July this is where we were, I will wish for these moments back when February rolls around.

It's my hair!

Last Wednesday as we rushed around getting ready for gymnastics I thought I covered all my bases and fought all my fights for this round of outings. I pulled the door open and turning back to get the girls I noticed that Ella had modified her hair, hair which I thought looked rather cute prior to her adjustments. She had pulled her bangs out of the pony tail, although I am not sure that they qualify as bangs anymore seeing how they extend just below her nose, and put a barrette in the bangs so that they hung down covering one eye and laid to the side of her nose. I did not really want to bring her to gymnastics looking like that but I know how strong willed she could be. So I thought for a second and against my better judgement made a comment. The comment was something like won't those bangs get in your way during your class countered with "NO" so I followed up with, but you are covering up your beautiful face. To which Ella replied "it's my hair, on my head and I will do what I want with it!"

Christmas Wishes

I found the girls Christmas list in my desk the other day and it made me laugh so I thought you might like to see it as well. It was created with the help of their daddy, who's handwriting is charmingly child like. Molly spirit of commercialism was not up to par and as you can see her list is a bit shorter, but luckily she has an older sister to show her the true meaning of the holiday. You can see that Ella added to her list as well as Bobo's and although I can not make out all of the item's on the list there is one that stands out under Molly's column. Fourth down Ella was thoughtful enough to add coal to Molly's wishes.

The Castle

The other day when we went to the local park they were setting up for the small carnival they have there every year. We were playing on the playground and watching the "professionals" set up all the attractions when Ella's eye caught a glimpse of a "castle", "ohhhh, I want to come back tomorrow and go in that castle!!!!" I looked around to find her castle was actually Hillbilly Village, you know the old saying one man's Hillbilly Village is another girls castle.

Mmm Mmm Good -Possibilities

Molly "may" watch too much t.v because when she saw me getting some soup cans out for lunch the other day she whined " no mama, I don't like possibilities". At the very least Campbells has come up with a catchy slogan.

Right Now

Right now Ella wants me to spell everything for her. She spends the day following me around while I do dishes or laundry or all the other things that are so much fun already and adds to the fun by making it a spelling bee. Quick spell party or wait now spell giraffe o.k here's another how about Alessandra ( a classmate). The funny thing is while I should be able to spell any of her requests with ease she actually trips me up more often than you would think. It is like my brain can not process the steps to preparing a grilled cheese and how to spell yesterday at the same time. Now I have never been a great speller but these pop quizzes are really bringing my confidence down.

Right now Molly wants to wear the least amount of clothing possible. We had one nice day toward the beginning of May when Molly declared summer had arrived, that day was of course followed by a string of cold weather but Molly did not care she wanted to wear her crocs and sun dresses. Molly tells me that any shirt with a sleeve gives her a wedgie, I think she has misunderstood the definition of a wedgie? While Ella was pretty sure we were still in the throws of a Maine winter and refused to give up her wool lined boots. All of the children in her school had moved on to shoes weeks ago but not Ella. Ella who also wears a thick cotton Christmas sweater to bed over her p.j's every night even though our 1890 house has no air circulation upstairs and is about 100 degrees even when the air temperature outside is a reasonable 65 degrees. Could they be any different.


Right now I am too embarrassed to return to our regular grocery store. Let me tell you why. On Wednesday while picking up some groceries we had a bit of an incident. It started in the check out line where Molly started to display some pretty memorable faces, I asked if she needed to use the ladies room and Molly who is terrified of public restrooms stiffened and in a panic ridden voice said no she most definitely did not. I repeated this line of questioning and she convinced me she could make it home. Just as I finished paying for out groceries I saw that she was clenching her butt and making her lovely I have to poop face. I grabbed her and the cart of groceries and ran for the bathroom while she cried rather loudly "I am going to poop my pants". The cart was slowing us down so I ditched it in the produce department and grabbed Ella from the cart remembering she had begged me to let her ride in the cart so she could leave her shoes off and in the car. Great so she was going to have to walk in a public restroom with no shoes, well I had bigger problems so we continued on to the bathroom. Did I mention that Molly's outfit of choice for this day was a leotard and pirate rain boots, well as we burst in the bathroom I am trying to wrestle the leotard off but she has her butt clenched so hard it is proving more difficult than you would imagine. As I finally free her from her outfit I see that she has already started and she continues all over my pants and all over the toilet. Ella is standing behind us plugging her nose and making faces. I calmly ask Ella if she thinks she can go get mama's bag out of the cart, a look of panic crosses Ella face as she shakes her head no and I realize that is not going to happen and probably not the best idea anyway. So I strip Molly down and throw her underpants and leotard away, then I realize the situation is still pretty bad I have no baby wipes and she is filthy and my pants don't look so good either. So I do the best I can with the thin, cheap, flimsy toilet paper and come to the realization that I am going to have to walk back to the produce section with poop on my pant leg, a daughter dressed in only pirate themed rain boots with yellow poop stains that could not be removed with mere toilet paper and another daughter trailing behind barefoot. If I saw this display I can only imagine the judgemental things I would think of this mother. But since you are reading this you will realize we all survived.

SUNDAY MORNING...

Bunny

Easter Morning 2007

Her Jacket

This is the flare that Ella has added to her coat zipper.
1. It is a shell that opens up and has a little mirror on the inside, this is a very valuable McDonald's happy meal toy that we have managed to hang on to for quite some time.
2. A flashlight ( a well loved gift from Maga)
3. A witch who has a happy face and a mean face which you spin around and change by pressing the orange button ( a well loved gift from JJ)

My girls have style-

Ella's Masterpiece

Ella made this at a the first birthday party she ever attended. She was very proud of it and gave it to me when we got home proclaiming that I could put this anywhere in the house that I wanted to. Truth be told I think it is pretty ugly but that birthday party was in November and I still haven't had the heart to dispose of the hand. It is displayed in the corner of my kitchen and every day I wall past it thinking how ugly it is sitting there but at the same time I am afraid that she may grow up right before my eye's and never create anything like it (and be proud of it) for me ever again.

Dress Up

Little Bits

Just some of the things I have overheard around the house-

Ella and Molly were upstairs playing with Polly pockets and I heard Ella tell her sister "these clothes are so beautiful it's breakin my heart"

Recently Molly has been somewhat clingy with me and never wants me to leave her sight. When I run outside to check the mailbox she has a breakdown, if I return the shopping cart to the cart corral she screams, when I go in to the basement she has a fit at the top of the stairs, you get the idea. I had no idea where this was coming from she had already gone through this months ago and I did not know they went through separation anxiety twice. Well one morning during breakfast I had to take the trash out because the other adult in our house had forgotten so I got my coat and boots on and headed to the back door and Molly started in with her usual panic so I did my best to calm her and went out the door. Well I had forgotten my gloves so I turned back just in time to see Ella whisper to her sister "mommy's not coming back" SO it turns out children do not go through separation anxiety twice unless they have a sometimes evil older sister.

As witnessed by her father,
Just after tucking them in to bed Nick said Ella sprang out of bed ran over to look in the mirror and said "what, my bed head is started already?"

In the tub the other night Ella was feeling her backbone and when she came to the bottom she asked what is this, I told her that was her tail bone. She then said "Oh does it have a nut in it?"I laughed and told her no it is a bone and explained to her that a long time ago we used to have tails. Ella said who did and I answered humans, she then said who? Hayley? I laughed again and said no humans did a very long time ago. She accepted this answer then ten minutes later she said what are humans? I think she is in the stage of already knowing everything (I am finding it harder to impress her) but I also think a big part of it is who she is, she will never let on that she does not know exactly what she is doing or what is going on. I love that she is so observant and loves to learn but I always hope that she is not to hard on herself, and realizes it is o.k not to know or to be a little bit of a fool once in awhile.

You know Molly has said some very cute and witty things too but along with the camera cord I have misplaced the paper I had jotted down all these tid bits on and these were the only ones that came to mind. So when I remember or locate the paper I will return to share them with you.

Good for a laugh?

So I can not find the wire for my camera and therefore can not transfer any of the photos I have taken recently. But I do have a batch that I took with the camera on my laptop. What do you think? Could these be contenders for next years Christmas cards?

Wow was it really Nov 27th?

I did not believe it when I saw the last post was dated November 27th. Well it's a new year the holiday's are long gone and my thank you's did not go out all that long ago, shame on me. I do not really have any excuse except life and all the day to day things that must get done (and my energy level at the end of the day when "most" of those "things" are done.)
The children have given me a promotion and with that advancement comes added responsibilities. The title of my new position is Chief Locator, I am responsible for pinpointing the location of every item that my children own at any given point in the day. I must quickly locate any misplaced Polly Pocket shoe (which are the size of an atom) or find the missing power puff girl in seconds flat. I am ready to step down and take any nesecary paycut, because quite frankly I am no good at this job nor do I enjoy it. But I do love my boses no matter how irrational they become.
I should be shouting from the rooftops about Molly's newest advancement, she has mastered the use of the toilet!!!! But I find myself keeping quiet because I think a lot of people assumed she was already potty trained because well she is three years, seven months, thirteen hours and twenty minutes old. It is about time! I have two of the most stubborn children, her sister made a late entrance to the world of underpants as well but not this late and I was starting to worry just a little. But Molly has done a great job for the past two weeks she has not had any accidents and she wears underpants ALL DAY long. It all happened one day when she declared she wanted to wear underpants. Well we have been down this road before so I was not holding my breath. Later in the day as she sat on the toilet a big smile spread across her face and she asked " Mama am I growing up?" I said you sure are, she could not have been prouder of herself and from that moment she has not looked back.
And speaking of cute Molly moments just the two of us went to the grocery store yesterday and she wanted to get a little mermaid book so I said yes then she very sweetly said will you get my sister one? I said sure which one and she looked up at me and said "you know, Ella" as if I had forgotten about my other daughter in the twenty minutes she had been out of our presence. I clearly meant which book.
Everyone in our house has been sick for a week except Molly, somehow she has escaped the sickness I wish I knew her secret but in light of all of the sickness we have taken to wearing our pajama's for much longer than we really should even Molly has joined in on the fun of all day pajama's. But on Valentines day it was Ella who melted my heart when she announced that her Valentines day present to me was to stay in her meme's (p.j's) all day so mama would have a little less laundry to do. Maybe I spend too much time with preschoolers but that seemed like a thoughtful and clever gift.