Seriously, I need a 24 hour nanny cam or FBI bugging devices to catch all these.
Poop and Boogies:
Chris was home with the girls today. Ellie was digging in her diaper and got poop on her hand. Apparently she freaked out, and most of the day she has been saying that she has poop on her hand, even though it was thoroughly washed. So when they came to pick me up at work, Chris relayed the story to me, and he said something to Ellie about it, but rather than Ellie responding, Abbie said, "Ellie do you have poop-hands?" Ellie said, "YEAH!"
Starting them Young:
Ellie was in the basement playing with our new mop. When I asked her what she was doing, she said, "Cleanin up cat puke."
Day Late and a Dollar Short:
A few days ago, we were coming home from the babysitters and had to stop at a stoplight by a convenience store. There was a minivan wanting to pull out, so I was nice and let him out. (Yes, write it down, I was nice to a minivan driver.) What I didn't realize was that he wanted to pull all the way across and make a left turn at the actual light which was only about 2 car lengths from us. Apparently the guy next to me didn't intuitively know this either as the minivan cut him off and abruptly stopped at the light to turn. So the guy next to me starts honking and gesturing at the minivan. Abbie, who was on that side, asked me why that car was honking and I told her that the person in the other car was mad at him for pulling out in front of him. Apparently she understood the word mad and said, "Ellie, did you see that?? Did you see that Ellie? Did you hear the honking?" Ellie was intently looking out her window and didn't acknowledge Abbie at all. By this time, the light has turned green and we are going through the intersection. Abbie continues questioning Sister about the incident, "Did you see that Sistah?" and she's getting more upset at the situation. Ellie is still quietly looking out her window, not saying a word. Finally about a block from the site of the incident and as Abbie is getting louder and louder, Ellie finally chimes in a very sympathetic and equally exasperated, "Yeah!"
All I Have to do is Dream:
So I will admit it: Eleanor spends almost every night sleeping with us. Last night, (actually more like this morning, but who's counting) she shouts out in her sleep, "Bottle and French fries!!!!!" I would love to know what that dream was about.
Never a dull moment here at Casa de Gato y Ninas. I have to go now as I hear Abbie asking Eleanor to help her with something. That's never a good sign.
Until next time, patience.
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