March

Abby and Hannah enjoyed rock climbing camp over Spring Break.

Driving to Walmart last night, the girls started bickering. I was bemoaning the fact that I might have to put up with this behavior all through grocery shopping. I didn't feel so bad, however, when I got out of the car and saw a girl Hannah's age throwing a fit in the parking lot. She glared at her mom and screamed, "I'll hate you for the rest of my life!!!!!" Ahhh, raising girls.

Hannah was singing along with the radio until the song ended. "NO! Play it again, Mom!"
I said, "I can't, it's on the radio."
"Then TURN AROUND!"

While at a butterfly exhibit, a butterfly nestled into Hannah's hair.

She was fine with it until other people starting taking pictures.  She got embarrassed and asked me to get the butterfly off because it was poking her too hard.

Abby ate a roll of Smarties at the hairdresser's. She saved one for Mike, holding it for much of the car ride home. Apparently she got tired of holding it, because when I glanced back, she had tucked it away. . . inside her belly button. She slouched calmly, keeping the candy safe. I said, "I don't think Dad's going to want that after it's been in your belly button." She replied, "I won't tell him."

Hannah had two snacks to eat while we ran errands. She looked at the healthy one, and she looked at the sugary one. "Mom, I have a new saying. Save the best for first!"

I picked the girls up early from AWANAs last night. They usually play games and have bible study, but this night ended early so everyone could go to Skate Town.
Me: Did you just do the bible study part and skip the games?
Hannah: (totally miffed) Yes! I don't know why they had to cancel the games. Why couldn't they cancel something else. . . . Like the "missionary time."
Me: It's important to learn about missionaries.
Hannah: I know, but I can learn about them anytime. Playing is healthier!

Abby: "Mom, I made this for you!" She hands me a pottery piece she made in school. "I made one before this, but it was really ugly. Luckily, it broke."

We were invited over for a playdate yesterday. When it was time to leave, the girls sweet-talked our hostess into having a sleepover. It was smooth! So, I've been without children for 15 hours now. Beware to anyone who now invites us over for a playdate. My kids can work it!

I'm wondering if Hannah might have some of these fundraiser facts mistaken.
"Mommy! We are doing jump rope for heart, and whoever raises the most money gets a new heart for a sick person! If I win, I'm giving it to Grammy Pammy!"

Hannah told me that she really likes a boy in her kindergarten class. She even kissed his back once. We then had the, "You don't need to be kissing boys" talk, but she insisted that she really likes him. Why?
"Mom! He reads chapter books!"

Scene: Abby completing a reading comprehension worksheet. The story is of Charles Schultz and his career.
Abby: (totally frustrated) This question doesn't make any sense!!!! None of the answers are right!!!
(Looking over it, I see that the answer is something about how Schultz drew Peanuts.)
Me: What about this one?
Angry Abby looks at me like the moron I obviously am, and growls, "Mom. He didn't draw any peanuts. He drew Charlie Brown and Snoopy."

Don't you hate it when your mom makes you look directly into the sun for a picture?