I would insert a picture here, but it's pretty self explanatory.
Let's also take note of what was going on in the blackened room. While the lights were still on, I was on the phone with Granny Faye, and I had put that ever so wonderful life sustaining elixir that makes all of the pain and suffering and headaches and tension float gently away like a gossamer spider web broken in the breeze - Pinot Grigio - on Morgan's vanity. Sounds like a good idea when Avery is shoving her chin in my mouth while I go, "RARARARARA," making her laugh hysterically. Then? BLACKOUT!!!!! What!?!? And I mean pitch black. The kind of pitch black that if I reach for the wine and miss, I commit a horrible party foul...or more specifically, it's like the scene in "The Three Amigos" when Dusty Bottoms, Lucky Day, and Ned Nederlander are traveling, seemingly interminably, through the desert in search of the "Singing Bush." As they ride their horses, slowly, through the dry, heat-stricken land, Lucky Day (Steve Martin) attempts to drink water from his canteen. It's empty, and he, "luckily," gets a drop or two. Ned Nederlander (Martin Short) attempts a liquid replenishment as well, but shockingly....it's all sand! At least a pound plummets into his mouth and face! Ah! Then Dusty Bottoms (Chevy Chase) open his canteen, leans back, and pours a generous amount of...water into his mouth! Chug, chug, chug, GULP. Ahhhhhh. Chug, chug, swish around in mouth for awhile, SPIT!!! Incredulous looks from the other two.
This is how I feel about wasted wine. Heaven forbid a drop get wasted! But I digress. Back to the point...
It's DARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't risk reaching for my wine, so I politely say, "Morgan, can you please turn the light back on?"
Avery: LALALALALALA
Morgan: Nope.
Me: Morgan, mommy and Avery can't see anything. Can you please turn the lights back on? (I'm now feeling a slight sense of anxiety, both for the wine and because there are monsters with teeth named Avery in the dark. And as I've stated before, those teeth HURT!)
Avery: Chomp, chomp, chomp....
Me: (getting a little bit jacked up at the sound of pain)
Morgan: Nope.
Me: Why not? What's up, (gulp), with the lights off?
Morgan: Rarity and Twilight Sparkle have to take a nap. They need the lights off. Mommy, can you please turn on the machine? (The white noise machine that we use for sleepy time).
Me: Nope.
Avery: LADARARARALALALALAHAHAHAHAHA......(but the sounds are toddling further away from me.....)
Morgan: MOMMY?!?!?! Why not you do what I tell you?! (Yes, I know her grammar is atrocious. I'm drilling her for hours on end every day and she just isn't getting it.)
Me: I can't see the machine, Morgan.
Avery: (nearing the light switches) Blahblahblah, lalala, ooowy gooey elelelelelelelbooboo.
Me: (In my noggin - is Avery casting some sort of voodoo spell?)
Morgan: MOMMY!!!! The machine is RIGHT THERE!
Me: Yes, Morgan, I understand that, since things still exist in the dark, but since I can't SEE where it is and I don't want to risk spilling my wine, I'm not doing it.
Avery: hehehehe....
Morgan: MOMMY! Why not you listening OOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!
Avery: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!
Morgan: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Me: (again in my noggin - Please God, turn on a light).
Avery: Mwah hahahaha (as she hurtles back into my lap because she thinks that Morgan is coming after her!)
Morgan: (FINALLY turning the lights back on!!!!!) AAAAAHHHHHH! Avery bit me!!!!!!!!!
Mommy: (after lunging for the Pinot...) what happened? What? What did Avery do to you? (sip,sip,sip...'in my noggin' "glad I avoided THAT shark attack!")
So now for some pictures:
Hair. Lots of it! You are looking at 30 minutes of brushing Savannah's (the Sheltie) hair...on ONE side. Good gracious!!!!! It's like we shed a whole new dog! Had we taken all of the poof that she expelled and glued it to an empty milk jug with some googly eyes and a curly tail we'd have a furry pig!
Avery took her own picture of her and the stuffed puppy. Good job!
Dancing - Morgan ran back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth as fast as she could, smashing herself into her stuffed animal collection each time! Her hair could barely keep up with her Speedy Gonzales feet! In theory, this was "dancing." While Avery marched to the original Mickey Mouse Clubhouse song...I know it's blurry, but she's hard to catch in a still life.
And here's Morgan in a circular dance rather than a linear sprint. Sorry about the glowing eyes, although I think it gives her a rather intense and scary look!
But there were some other funny moments, of course! Like I said earlier, Avery likes to pretend that all of her babies are real, and thus have to use the potty. However, just like real babies, fake babies have a tendency to fall in.
And, thus, this one needed some toilet paper to make it all better (sort of).
But Avery loves her babies, that's for sure! Here she is rocking a baby back and forth. If it were a real baby she'd give it shaken baby syndrome! This is why we are NOT having another baby! He or she would be in constant danger! Do you see the baby blur that whips back and forth?!?!? Jeez! Talk about whiplash!
But at the end of the day, all that matters is wearing the bottoms to mommy's bikini around her neck and mommy's sparkly cropped sweatpants while she eats a jar of jelly on a sandwich!
And all this in a two hour period....and all of it I'm so thankful for! What fun!! I have some pretty funny kids! Although I definitely break a sweat within 2 minutes and look at the clock waiting for 5:00 so I can legitimize the pouring of a drink and desperately wondering if I'll ever find time to do it all....
So here's a final image of Morgan as we play and cuddle before bed...
She's a great cuddle kid, but always needs something more...milk? waffles? ice cream? She'll say, "My tummy's not full!" And suck her tummy in so that it looks smaller. And so it begins...
How action packed was your day???
:)
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