Holy Hell. Really?
That's how I feel right now as I think back on the last few days of insanity. Avery's Saturday night puke fest was just the beginning of a crazy week. Between kids at school telling me about some pretty serious issues and my own kids being incredibly whiny, Chrissy has heard it all this week. So here we are on a lovely Saturday. Let's take some time to view some fun dancing from Thursday afternoon, shall we?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RnW37F_7dsA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZ7-1sRH7kI
I love that Avery eats broccoli as she dances, and that Morgan HAS to wear a party dress. And that they are both tragically uncoordinated in their own very special ways!
So on to Friday. Avery displays her freakishly strong and funny personality.
And now for a freakishly strong demonstration of her abilities...
Even Deagan is impressed...
And then there's an epic fail. Not poop, shockingly. Mud.
And they found a whole bunch of pine cones, put them in a bag, and Morgan dragged them behind her on the bike!
And here we are on Saturday...... the girls and I went to Target, and Avery decided it would be fun to lay under the cart with her new Cocoa Puffs!
Saturdays seem to be the days of doom around here. This is when the fun really starts.
Morgan has been a good girl all day. Even though she's been a little whiny this week, we had a chat this morning about what Mommy expects and what good behavior looks like. And she was good all day! No whining, no arguing, if Mommy said no she said okay, she helped Avery, she took a nap, she helped to clean up, etc. It was awesome! So I let her get a Rapunzel doll (Punzel). She absolutely LOVES her! We've washed her hair, brushed her hair, braided her hair, everything her hair. Punzel, not Morgan. Morgan's hair is still a mess!!!
And not that it's good to compare, but dear God Avery was a bear today. Granted, she was good at Target, but she was up at 6, teased the dogs, whined all morning, unrolled a whole roll of toilet paper in the bathroom sink which was filled with water and clogged, she hit Sydney, she would NOT take a nap (which means I didn't, either), and the kicker of all kickers, she ATE A PENNY. Yup. A Penny.
I was cleaning up the kitchen. She was eating a jelly sandwich. I saw the penny on the island and thought nothing of it. Then, as I faced the sink, I heard, "Mommy, the money went down in my tummy."
Really???? Seriously???? Expletives.....(Even though I was secretly happy that she rhymed it)
So I put a call in to the doctor, and five minutes later this happened....
Thank God Cooper likes puke because I was in the middle of cleaning up the fridge and freezer and I most certainly did NOT want to pick this stuff up! So, yeah. She ate a penny. The doctor said that as long as she could breathe and eat, that the only thing to do was to wait for it to pass. She pooped about two hours later, and yes, we had to use a wipe to go through it all...only to find.....NO PENNY!!!!!
So here they are watching Dora together. It didn't last long.
And then this happened. Avery's lack of nap completely messed her up this afternoon! APOCALYPSE! DESTRUCTION! ZOMBIES! VAMPIRES! WOODCHUCKS!
BIRDS! SHARKS! ANTS! CLOUDS! BUNNIES! COTTON BALLS! FUZZY BABY KITTENS! CINDERELLA! CUTEST BABY ANIMALS EVER! SILENCE!!!!!!!!!
SANITY!!!! PEACE OF MIND!!!!!! SOLITUDE!!!!! BRAIN CELLS!!!!!! IQ POINTS!!!!!! CLARITY!!!!!!!! PATIENCE!!!!!!! BLOOD PRESSURE!!!!!! QUIET!!!!!! NORMALCY!!!!!!
UGH.
(Sunday morning update...still no penny...)