Time For a Whoopin'

Abby, Hannah, and their cousin Jocie were hiding and refusing to come out.

"Abby! Hannah! Time to go home!"
"NOOO!" they shouted.
"Come out now, or Daddy's gonna give you a whoopin'!" I joked.
I could hear Abby say, "Come on, come on, Daddy's gonna give us a whoopin'!"
I was surprised that it had actually worked. When they were finally out, they ran to Mike yelling, "We want our whoopin'! Where's our whoopin'? (Pause.) What's a whoopin'?"
It was then that we realized they thought a whoopin' was a treat and that's why they had come out - to get their prize.

The next day, we were rifling through Abby's Easter basket for some candy. "Do you want a Whopper?" I asked.
"No, don't spank me!!" she cried.
Brother.

Love Letter

While Hannah was at church, her teacher asked her if she wanted to write a note to Mommy. Hannah was thrilled and dictated this letter to me:

I love you, Mommy. I miss you. Change diapers, wiggle your finger, bonk your head. I love you.

Bedhead

I think Hannah's morning hair needs it's own post. I LOVE her crazy hair.

Yes, I'm Still Alive

I've received flak for my lack of recent entries. My life has been crazy busy for the last month. I know, I'm a stay-at-home mom. What else do I have to do but sit at the computer all day, thinking of ways to entertain friends and family? Well, let me tell you.

Recently, I was hired to be an online teaching assistant for a university. It's a great opportunity and is one step closer to being an online teacher. However, the three weeks of training were very difficult and time consuming. I ignored my kids, my husband, the housework, and the outdoors. I went to work and anything else mandatory, but I dropped everything else. I was extremely stressed and lost a lot of sleep. When I had finished my last assignment and submitted it to be graded, my body fell apart. I got a bad cold right away, and then three days later got the worst stomach bug in the history of toilets. I could barely get out of bed for 48 hours. (Thanks, Mom, Dad, and Mike for taking the kids!)

When I finally stumbled out of bed, I turned on the computer and checked my email. I had passed the training and had been given my own class - the day before. My first week on the job, and I was already behind. Since then, I have caught up and am doing well.

Due to this stressful time, I have forgotten 95% of the things I wanted to blog about. Hopefully, you'll enjoy the next few stories.

Grocery List

I went to the store today. When I got the shopping list off the fridge, it said:

oatmeal
diapers
cereal
oatmeal
(Suddenly, the handwriting changed.)
Cookes
CAke
Popkon
Choklit bunes
bran mek (brown milk)
lemnad
fowrs

Not sure that I got everything on the list, but it did make me smile.

Like My New Shoes?

I found Crocs on clearance, so the girls have their first pair of namebrand Crocs. Hannah enjoys being able to put them on herself. She has trouble with the name, though. (To avoid any google searches popping up, I'll just let you use your imagination without spelling out the word.) Instead of saying the 'cs' sound at the end, she replaces it with 'ch'. "Mom! I'm going to wear my Crocs to work! I'll show all my friends my Crocs! I love my new Crocs! Do you like my pretty Crocs?"

Scrub-A-Dub-Dub

While at a friend's house for a playdate, I complained that I had been so busy, I had not had time to bathe my kids. She mentioned that her two-year-old was scared of baths and asked if we should bathe them all together. Thus, we had our first bathtime playdate. The girls loved it. Three little squirmy bodies in the tub. At one point, we heard the familiar bubble toot sound. The girls stopped and Abby accused, "It was Hannah!"
Hannah replied, "It was not!" Not one second after her denial, little bubbles rose up from under her. "Oh, that's right. It was me," she corrected. "I forgot."